is this even a poem

i am scared of belts

as i am scared of my mother

wild and unpredictable

the support one is strayed from

then given at dawn

and as my name is no longer mine

as it is my mothers 

and my grandmothers

no longer are my experiences 

for i was not abused

i was not hurt

i have no pain

no reason to complain

but my mother

who had to bare one

who came out

like her mother 

who was her belt

who was her pain and not the support she craved

and she had no belt to rely on

and she had no fear

and she had no support

and i do

and i am her belt

and i am her pain

and i am her support

and i am scared of belts