
mommy's new conviction
mommy's new belief
the choice that she
no longer regrets
the child that she no longer
wants to abandon
coming back and returning
the mother that I am now
supposed to claim
and here I am,
the product of her design
the daughter with her pain
the distance that she keeps
the forgotten and the scorned
the smile on her face
the tears that she cries
the thoughts that she keeps
the lie that she lives
mommy's new obsession
the past that she can't leave behind
mommy's favorite
the only child that isn't gone
the baby that she carried
the life that she gave
the pride in her voice
the one that she needs
the feelings she has
the light in her day
mommy's ray of sunshine
now going towards the dark
mommy's little angel
the little girl that
now is growing up
your daughter in her sorrow
the beauty through her suffer
your daughter through the mirror
your daughter through her mask
the daughter that you miss
the daughter I can't be
MOMMY'S OBSESSION
I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cryDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!


