Mom

When Eminem sang “cleanin’ out my closet”

I felt the lyrics, all of it

Then one day I sat and reflected

My mother had also been rejected

It doesn’t excuse how I protect myself

But if not for me then for someone else

I wish to be better than that

But to do so I have to look back

I have to hold myself accountable

For everything I did and did not know

So now I hear from inside my head

The lyrics to “headlights” as I go to bed


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