Love or Hate

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
short story of one woman's feelings toward her mother

Submitted: June 08, 2009

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I hate her throwing down the phone as if it holds a deadly disease

The cries of my flesh being torn to pieces from the man who took my childhood I hate her

Graduation where is she at home with the liquor bottle and crack pipe on the floor I hate her

Calling for her as the sounds of my daugter cries feel the air I hate her for not being there

I feel the smack across my cheek and the blood running from my lip as my husband walks out the door I call her in a panic.

I scream "Mom help me!" She hangs the phone down in my face I hate her

My daughter grows into adult hood and goes on to college I love her.

She is full of love and hope and dreams I love her

I see my mother old and bitter deprived of life  I forgive but I still hate her.

I feel the joy of my daughter and her laughter feel me with what I am deprived love.

I want to love, I want to forgive,but I hate her

Putting the negative feelings away I prepare to bury her but still I wonder do I love or do I hate?


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