Momma

White sugar on a glass table
Hot spoon burning with heat
A smoky breakfast with ya momma
Like a child I’m begging for sweets
n I wanna be clean of this habit
Cause I know your no good for me
But you won’t let me go
I’m your slave, I’m your whore
n I know I can never be free

How can I leave your arms Momma?
When you take away my pain
I know you’re gonna kill me Momma
But I got to have you again

I’m shaking and I’m terrified
Of these voices inside my brain
Then you kiss my trembling arm
Quenching the dry river of my vein
n I am addicted to your soft lulluby
That fills the emptiness of my mind
n you won’t let me go
I’m your thief, I’m your whore
You got a grip on my soul

How can I leave your arms Momma
When you take away my pain
I know you’ll kill me one day Momma
But I got to have you again
I got to have it again

Momma

Laurie Lou McKern

Narrabeen, Australia

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I am more of a singer/ songwriter- I am driven my the lyrics and telling of a story. I thought this song worked as a poem as well.

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