To My Dearest and Only Daughter
an epistolary poem that is hauntingly beautiful
To my dearest and only daughter,
Time has pushed us apart,
They say you do not love me
Anymore, though do you not still think of me?
I crave to hold you in my arms again, yet you
Ignore my pleas and cries for forgiveness.
What did I do wrong in your eyes? How
Can you see me while wearing black tinted
Glasses. Ones as black as my heart you say.
I yearn for your forgiveness, but again
I have nothing to apologize for.
As a mother I did what I thought was best, as
You are nothing.
Nothing. Nothing.
Just a child.
You don’t deserve my love. You
Don’t deserve any love at all.
Nothing.
You. Feel. Nothing.
I am withering away. Your
Poor fragile mother, how
Dare you abandon me when I
Need you.
You are nothing without me.
Answer my call.
Answer. You
Nothing.
I apologize for being a splendid
Mother.
Love, your Mother.
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