Alone Poem by Rosalia Summers

I was placed in foster care at the age of 11.
11.
The memories of my mother and father, yelling at me, hitting me,
haunt me still.
The white van hauled my 4 year old brother, my 6 year old sister and I away, It was our last time together
as a broken family.
I was placed In a house with a nice old woman,
but my constant panic proved too much for the old woman,
and she gave me up.
My next home was not as nice,
The woman reminded me of my mother,
and she acted like her.
When I would cry, she would Backhand me.
I can still feel the burn.
I was sent away once again, and
I'd hope that my siblings were safe
I'd find out years later that they had been adopted.
While I was all
Alone.
I grew tired of being alone.
And being thrown from
House
to House
to House.
I just wanted to be loved.
I wanted a mom and dad
or moms or dads,
to love me.
I was tired of being unwanted.
I just wanted Love.
From Parents,
from siblings.
I wanted a family.
I didn't want to be alone.