Madrastra

She’s heavy

Like an elephant on your chest

She belittles you even at your best

She’s the author of anxiety

& the mother of your depression

Regret, regression, repression

She kills your vision

& sets sail her mission

She promises safety in knowledge

Yet does only damage

She bathes you in sorrow

And gives life that is only borrowed

She seeks you until she can finally behest

Your violent arrest

In the end

She is the idol you regret

& the thing that may lead you to repent

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