It hurts inside Mummy. <br />But I don’t know where. <br />I think it hurts all over Mummy. <br />Even in my hair. <br /> <br />The ogres of my life eat me <br />from the inside out. Devouring me and <br />tearing me apart. <br />I don’t know how they expect to heal this heart. <br /> <br />Why do I feel so sad Mummy? <br />So sad and tired and upset? <br />Why aren’t you making me better Mummy? <br />Don’t you know what’s wrong yet? <br /> <br />My heart shrieks in pain, as the thunder <br />rumbling in my mind threatens to <br />rip it to shreds. <br />The power controlling me, only more fed. <br /> <br />Am I going to die Mummy? <br />Am I going to the sky to be tall? <br />Am I ever going to be better Mummy? <br />Ever, ever at all?<br /><br />Dan Brown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/am-i-ever-going-to-be-better-mummy/
