Daughter

Forgive me, for not 
being the mother 
you needed me to be.

For being too busy,
too naive to see 
what was happening 
in front of me.

For being silent
when your father 
screamed and demeaned.

For when I thought it
was sweet that your 
boyfriend carried you
to your room when you 
"fell asleep".

For not enough hugs
and too many lectures.

For not seeing the signs
of addiction until it
consumed you. 

For so many things...

I did the best I 
knew how to do.

I never realized how much
my rose-colored world hurt you 
until now, as you battle demons
and beg God to save your soul. 

I would storm through hell to save you, 
but the journey is one only you can do.

My prayer is that you 
survive the hero's journey
of saving your own life

and realize how annointed
you are to help addicts and 
abused women find an outlet 
for their trauma.
 
Assisting others is an
open door to freedom. 

I love you, 
unconditionally.

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Comments

Miyurangi

Sat 18th May 2019 07:07

It is really beautiful and heart touching❤️

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Vautaw

Sat 18th May 2019 00:24

Thanks Don. I can’t imagine a world without poetry!

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Vautaw

Sat 18th May 2019 00:23

Thanks John. Publishing this kind of poetry scares the crap out of me, but I feel it is necessary to grow as a writer and spiritually. I’m so grateful for the WOL platform with gracious writers that understand the drive.

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Don Matthews

Fri 17th May 2019 22:44

So good Vautaw. I feel for you. Yes, writing helps to heal

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John Marks

Fri 17th May 2019 21:59

A very gutsy poem Vautaw. I empathise. Sincerely. Yes, annointed is just the right word. We all need to be forgiven for our trespasses. Don't be too hard on yourself. John.

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Vautaw

Fri 17th May 2019 21:49

Thanks for your beautiful comments Dorothy and Jane. I have learned the healing art of faith, forgiveness and flow which get me through the trials of life. I honestly don’t think I could do it if I didn’t write to process intense emotions.

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Fri 17th May 2019 21:38

Mothers, daughters, fathers, sons-we are all just people and sad but true, all people make mistakes often hurting those we love most. A beautiful poem, heartfelt and filled with great emotion.💗 Writing does help the healing process.

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Fri 17th May 2019 20:30

Having read 'Mother' - and now 'Daughter' I feel such sadness for you. Life can be so cruel and your uphill battle must be exhausting.
I am sure that writing helps but not enough to blur out your past pain.
i hope that one day you will find your peace.
Dorothy

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