Motherhood
Everytime I feel like
I’m fully healing
You open another wound
Aren’t you suppose to heal me your my mother
Aren’t you suppose to love me I’m daughter
Can’t remember the last time you said You loved me
I’ve never received apologies
I’ve never received affection
I always wondered if you see yourself through me
Like all the battles I deal with are simply a reflection of your personal DNA
Yes I get you’ve had a traumatic childhood
So did I
You put me through it
Does it make it right to continue the cycle
Women of power you heal everyone around you
I never understood
I’ve never understood my mother is a therapist
I’ve never understood
I found your notebooks and photos
You hide under a vail
You hide your emotions
Mother or birth mom
In this new journey you will take
Remember you didn’t want me to find out you were getting married
But you want me a part of this wedding
So you can hold me up like a fake advertisement sign
“This is my daughter” “we get along just great”
No
It’s sad to say but my parents have put me through everything
Your my biggest down fall
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