by JenniferD
I will be over This hurt one day Time is the healer Well that’s what they say But it’s preyed hard on my mind And it’s shattered my heart The hurt of your rejection Has just torn me apart Where did I go wrong What did I fail to do In never making the mark To be good enough for you Dismissive and disparaging Despite all that I did Even when doing cartwheels To fulfil all your bids Emotionally unavailable To display love or care ? Or was the role of mothering That you were so unaware? It pleased you to hurt me Your power to control But why was I deserving Of all that hate and vitriol? So distance I give you And my absence your gift And I bear no responsibility For causing this rift
thank you for your poem. It really spoke to a deep part of me. I always felt that I could never do anything right in the eyes of my mother. I now feel certain she was sexually abused by her much older brother. I am the eldest. She has not much good to say about my eldest (who is a wonderful human being!) And she constantly says ridiculous things about my eldest grandson!
Anyway. .. your poem spoke deeply to me. thank you again