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For The Love Of My Mother.

Poetry By: JiDonnelly
True confessions

The title says it all.

Submitted:Oct 30, 2011    Reads: 35    Comments: 11    Likes: 8   

A woman with incredible strength
with an insparational story to tell
to help you she would go to any length
prisoner trapped in her own cell
a story that is never told
of her harrowing brutal past
still she has a heart of full carrot gold
she would give anyone her last
her arms are open wide
her shoulder is always free too
she wont take back due to her pride
but would do everything and anything for you
highly selfless too selfless
all her life she has lived with fear
she could have given up but fought through this
I admire that alone she is still here
still to this day she is a bag of nerves
it breaks the heart I have for her so much inside
still she has nothing she seriously deserves
My Mother eats too much pride
unappriecated for the things i am not allowed
more than appreciable for all of the above
I should be more grateful and extremely proud
and thank my mother for her love
I may not always get what i want at times
but she always provides my needs
I have learned through life and petty crimes
to never bite the hand that feeds
she was my rock when i was out to slaughter
when i was branded a chavy criminal
still she took my hand and said " this is my daughter"
considering her past her mistakes and faults are minimal
So Im sorry mum for having to take off and flee
for having to grow up so fast
and thank you mum for creating me
for bringing me back at last
for being my rock through it all
for not being ashamed
to this day from being so small
from the day i was named
thanks again for helping me when i was addicted
for holding me so tight
and sorry mum for all the pain I have inflicted
for every little to big fight
but like you
I swear i will always care
love and protect too
but mostly I will always be there
so when you're alone without me
know that there is no other
that makes me glow with glee
like my precious mother
you're loved you're adored
from now on i will be the plaster to your pain
im going to give you all the love money cant afford
but most of all mum I will never ever leave you again.



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