Living In Debt
Live on to this day to tell
how mothers are so precious
more like gems
living in debt always
for the rest of my life
to my precious and angelic mom
whom I hate and despise at the beginning
a long time ago
being a 14-year-old adolescent
being rebellious and adamant
young, beautiful and attractive
yet naïve and very ignorant
being studious but foolish at times
mounting of uncertainties
of what I want and who I am
I always wonder what life is about
the purpose of my being here in this world
searching for my identity
in this cycle of life
among small circle of friends and peers
never cease wishing for a prince to appear
to wake me up and swept me away
to a far away land full of myths and imagination
where fairies and magic are for real
changing everything to my pleasure and contentment
I realized too late
blaming none but myself
being lost and in a huge mess
having met the wrong acquaintances
ran away from home
thought I could live a great life without her
instead lived a life full of wretch
in a furnace beseeching for passion and love
badly burned and battered by lover
pregnant and trying committing suicide
ended up in the ward
ran away again and landed in the streets
nearly raped by a gang of hooligans
screaming for help desperately
and there standing in front of me
I saw my mom with two policemen
the police caught those men
In tears she ran and hugged me so tightly
She had never stopped searching for me
took me in and forgave me
took great care of me till I gave birth to a beautiful boy
kept me safe from my lover
moved to a far away land
away from trauma and worries
Now, I am living a life in debt to her
for she never gives up on me
instead loves me dearly like a precious bud
now and in heaven
Written by TOLCHOO, 27th April 2007
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-04-27 11:42:37
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