Sunday, September 12, 2010

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Mommy Dearest


She left me when I was becoming a woman,
Becoming a young lady,
The formative years,
Years of preliminary guidance,
Help me when I stumble,
Whose there when I fall,
Still remember the foggy days,
The ones I can block out,
The painful ones that stunned me,
Days that threw me for a loop,
We all must live the truth,
The truth and reality,
I clench it in my fist,
The truth it sets me free,
The issues were not mine,
Her issues, his issues, these are not mine,
I am not to be ashamed,
I lived as a child for a short time,
Relish those moments,
Oh yes I do,
Oh Mommy Dearest please set me free,
There's no room for you now,
No trust in my heart,
Shattered and broken,
It will not last,
The hope it lives on,
Go away little bird I call hope,
I'm setting you free,
I live in the reality,
That it will never be,
I dream of us laughing,
Birthday cards from you arriving,
I squeal with delight,
In my mind I paint the picture,
The one that really doesn't exist,
The one where you act like my Mom,
And care that I exist,
When does a girl,
Finally let go,
Wonder if I'll hang on,
Paint that picture over again,
The one where she changes,
Tells me I'm precious,
Has came to her senses,
Apologizes she forgot I exist,
My birthday it's coming,
Wonder if I'll march to mailbox with high hopes,
Of receiving a wish,
One that says she really gives a @#$%
And why would that matter,
Truly after all these years,
Why won't the little child,
Just let me be?