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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