Beloved
I shouldn’t be here
Situations of my birth improbable
Named for the one who really gave me life
The love my mother had for me was palpable
Too strong
Life almost taken back like a bad gift
“Too strong” turned into cold steel
“Too strong” turned into “Hold still”
“Too strong” met too real
“Too strong” couldn’t deal
Deal with the danger
Deal with the resurgent of memories
I was a reminder of what we left behind
Of how we made it out
Of who we came to be
And see
And meet once again
I lost my mother to an old friend
She lost herself to my new friend
“Too strong” came back to play
But changed the rules and the game
Roles reversed in the end
The dependent becomes the one on whom they depend
I have to stay here
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