Mother

A story of my childhood and the parental relationships that formed it

Mother

I always resided in your home

but never in your heart

the black sheep

in a family of hungry wolves

when I was lost and alone

the regression into depression began

inadvertently I became you

saddened by reality and

lost in a world that doesn't need me

you molded me from clay and dust,

blood and sweat,

loss and neglect

you created me by destroying me

like a biblical firebird 

rising from the ashes of a broken home

I lived with you but I never knew you

we lost the possibility of a beautiful life

one day you will leave me and I wonder

will my life even change without your presence?

Author's Note

Just give me an honest review. Criticism welcome

Reviews

[Sonakshi Arora]

You have conveyed the feeling so well and your words seem mature and appropriate. I love this !

[Jake Schmitz]

Thank you so much