Have too many years gone by in silence?
Precious time sacrificed to save pride.
Stubbornly refusing to admit any fault,
That's how our friendship died.
You are my son's aunt, the same living blood
Flows through his veins and yours.
He's angry now, his feelings are hurt
That's why he ignores your overtures.
It's been 9 long years without you here,
Do you know how much you were missed?
My almost sister, can you help me now?
'Cause I'm scared I won't live through this.
I've learned many things in the years you were gone
I learned that men will come and go
The heart is fickle, and passion dies out,
Like ocean tides, love will ebb and flow.
I've learned that being a mom is a precious gift,
But every mistake is considered and judged.
And children who suffer at the whims of adults
sometimes will carry a grudge
I'm sorry you bear the same burden as me,
The Plight of a Childless Mother
I know how you bleed but never can heal,
I understand how it hurts like no other.
Remember when it was just us and our babies?
Their daddies were gone without a trace?
Is that why our boys held us to such a high standard?
But now consider us such a disgrace?
It's odd that you and I, once so very close,
Could go without contact all these years,
Just to find ourselves now in the very same mess,
Now drowning in the very same tears.
The mistakes we made were very different,
Yet the outcomes still turned out the same.
We both endure the self righteous judgement,
We both burn with the heartbroken shame.
I've learned about loss and sorrow and regret
And to appreciate all that I've got
I learned only my son can make my heart whole,
And to never speak of my suicidal thoughts.
I've learned that people I once called friends
Won't understand, won't know how to deal
With the immobilizing anxiety that won't go away,
The depression, the mental issues, so surreal .
It's all so unfair and I hate that it's happened,
It's a miserable club to which we belong
Membership granted with a child's rejection,
A child's belief that their mother is wrong.
We have to stay positive and never quit trying,
We still have a right to be mothers.
Until they come back, we are all that we have.
We have got to take care of each other.
- Author: JacobsMom ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2016 18:45
- Comment from author about the poem: Domestic Violence by Proxy, and parental alienation are terrible, heart wrenching abuse inflicted on children. There is no greater pain for a mother than the undeserved hatred of her children.
- Category: Sad
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