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To My Dearest and Only Daughter

an epistolary poem that is hauntingly beautiful

By Grace TompkinsPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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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.

surreal poetrysad poetryheartbreak
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Grace Tompkins

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