Failure Of a Mother’s Love
I don’t even know what to say
I don’t know where to start
I still don’t truly understand
This feeling of emotions
That fluster and runs through my body
It is crazy how a mother’s love fails a child
My expectations
To be tucked in at night
To be read to
For you to check my homework
Or to come to my special moments like
Mother-Daughter Dance
Promotion
Graduation
Or Any Other Special Occasions In My Life
At a young age, I realized
That this wasn’t what I hoped for
It wasn’t how other kids’ mothers were
I always questioned myself
Is it my fault?
Is there something wrong with me?
Am I the reason?
Why you were strung out
Never home
Always getting beat by my sperm donor
I blamed myself
That it was my fault
Because you were too high to even perceive
What was going on
That you never believed me
That I was getting touched in places a little girl should never be touched
Feeling a mans penis inside my little young body
Thinking it was all my fault
Living in the projects
Buildings close together stacked like legos
Sharing your food and room with roaches
Hearing gunshots on a daily basis
Reminding me of
Sounds from Independence Day
Negativity surrounding me
All in the news
Going to funerals like birthdays
Lonely sleepless nights
Without you there
We were
Sardines packed
On a full size
Concrete mattress
With little too no food.
And you no where to be found
The fear of being up
Subjected to the abuse
To watch, wait, and witness
Them high as a torn twisted kite
Beating each other
At the risk of losing us
Too scared to be seen or heard
I tried to be an invisible ghost
Was it my fault?
Was I the reason?
I never knew.
I always thought it was me
Then to hear we would have to leave
To be departed from you
Even through all of those things
I still didn’t want to go.
To be with an unknown stranger
Days weeks months
Passed by
Being placed from foster home to foster home
Being separated from my siblings.
You’re still not there.
To later on find out
You signed us off
To remove your parental rights
Were we that bad that you didn’t want us?
The feeling of a knife stabbing me and slowly pulling out my back
As my stomach knotted and turned
Years passed
And you became a faded memory
Until I found out
You were sick with cancer
Emotions flooded my body
Not knowing what to say
Or how to feel
Got the courage to come and see you
Thinking I would get an hug and apology
Just your stories of your childhood
Angrily, I sat quietly
When you finished
I left
Not saying goodbye or I love you
Not knowing, that would be
The last time I saw you
A week later hearing your death
I cried
Hurt, pain, sadness filled my body
A dark depressed cloud filled my life
Devastated that I will never see you again
Still confused
Why I was feeling this way?
Why did I feel this pain ?
Why does it still hurt ?
A failure of a mother’s love
Hurts a child’s heart
In ways you will never understand
But I survived.
The storm is over.
The sun is shining bright.
And my life testimony
Will bless so many others
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