Haiku #862

My best is better

It’s hard not to feel sorry

For the pain I caused

LBM 8/20/2024

(my parents were alcoholics. Both prone to violence. People told me they did their best but that just pissed me off. Best implies some effort and I saw none, from either. But I get it now. They did what they could do. Paltry as it was. I’ve let it go but it’s still deep down in there somewhere, their inability to respond. Bad things happened to me, no point in even telling them about it. I dealt, but thank God I had music, before I could find some words).

Sweet little fledgling, I had to find its mama