Mommy didn't know
the burden I carried
or how much I hurt,
because daddy wasn't there.
Mommy didn't know
that I hurt myself enough
for the both of us,
so she wouldn't feel the pain as much.
Mommy didn't know
that I cried every night
wishing for some way out,
though I had nothing.
Mommy didn't know
that I fell in love fast
and that I lost him that much faster,
because I wasn't good enough.
Mommy didn't know
that I killed myself
she just walked past that door,
thinking I was asleep.
Mommy didn't know
that I loved her unconditionally
as she knelt at my headstone,
crying so quietly.
Mommy doesn't know
that I still love her now
that as she sits there crying,
I'd love to see her smile.
Mostly mommy doesn't know
how much I miss her
how much I want to be with her
how I'd love to be her little girl again.
Mommy didn't know
I got the inspiration from another poem I read. It was good, and inspired me to write something like it.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
