Bound by the Ties of Blood

From the moment I was born, I was alone.

I yearned for love.

I yearned for attention. 

I yearned for you. 

As I matured, I realized that you were physically there, but not present.

I realized that I was not your child, but your slave. 

A slave bound by the ties of blood. 

A slave dying to break the chains off my feet and run free. 

As time progresses, I realized their was no bond.

There was no blood. 

The first step was hard, which was acknowledging the problem.

The second step was painful. 

I felt alone, like the moment I was born. 

The third step was the hardest, my angel was called home. 

The fourth step was a challenge, for I embraced reality. 

The fifth step was easy, as I learned that I was not alone. 

This was the day that I realized, I was all grown.