Unrequited Pain
Why, O’ Mother – you gave
me life
you fill my existence with sordid strife.
Why do you bother by promises spoken,
your pledges made – only to be broken?
To see them take you over and over again
my tears on my face – a permanent stain.
I love you so much but do not understand
my life is nothing like I woulda planned.
Oh, Mom – I love you, through your sins I am led,
when sick, it’s your presence I seek in your bed.
I’m the little girl missing, a ghost in your dreams
they keep taking you from me, hear my screams.
You have loved me well, but taught me hurt
now my own curse, with trouble I flirt.
How did it ever get to be so bad?
Why am I numb, when I should be sad?
Mom, please for once can you help me just feel?
my mind is spinning on a ferris wheel
I’m sick of this ride, I just wanna get off
My terrified screams – at them you just scoff.
Now I’m beginning to see how you taught me well
it’s all making sense now, as you sit in your cell
I cannot condone how you reason Life out
can you not see…do you not doubt… ?
Why, Mama, why…why was I born?
Why? all my life, from your arms I was torn?
And because you could not accept the truth
I finally grew up - and you missed my youth.
We both face the Piper and face it alone
My head’s in my hands, and I let out a groan
My life’s just starting, I’ll turn it around
I’m your little
girl lost, and want to be found.
Copyright © February 2003 Amy L. Allison
This poem is dedicated to Tori Scott, whose strength and grit will
help her experience success in
whatever she pursues in her Life.
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