Mother

I came from you

but you are not my mother

progenitor

you're eggs spawned me

but you did not shape me

one half of my genetic make-up

I know you loved me

in you're way

but you were always lost in the terrifying alleys of your mind

I am your fetish

you're link to what could have been

and I know you hated me

something to punish

for being insufficiently damaged

and unwilling to travel those pathways of pain with you

there is nothing I can say

that you can comprehend

you are trapped in the confines of a diseased and damaged mind

I cannot hope to rescue you

not with drugs or love or my scalding hate

therefore I must cut those bonds

crucial and maternal and original

and live without an anchor

lest I be dragged down with you

and cease to breathe