Mommy, It Hurts Poem by Poetical Analysis

Mommy, It Hurts



No song, can sing a mother's sorrow

Held captive in a cage of tomorrow

Torn from her child, too weak to return

Like a charred mother, deemed a witch & burned

That ache you feel, is an echo of the bond

Everyone tells you went, horribly wrong

The pain you inflicted was all that you knew

You were convinced that was all you could do

That distance that makes you feel safe

Is your most precious & protected mistake

Mommy, it hurts me, just as much as you are alone

I wanna hold your heart in my hand, even if its made of stone

Mommy, your tears fall through time & space

Leaving their trails upon my own face

You can't see, or stop them, it all too real

Mommy, it hurts because this is what, together, we feel

I may not be able to face my own pain

But, I guess that's what reminds me, we are one & the same

Mommy, it hurts to remember you are to terrified to cry

As if rain, would never again, fall from my sky

Mommy, it hurts you're buried in such a lonely grave

That your only hope, is to be saved

Mommy, it hurts as I desperately wait

For you to face what you think is hate

Mommy, it hurts how scared you are to see me

Because you dreamed as a child, you'd never be me

But we are here, in this life, linked by your blood

Alchemically intertwined by a force more true than love

Mommy, it hurt as bad as you wish to kiss me

Mommy, it hurts us both, how much you miss me

Mommy, it hurts to think of who you think you are

Mommy, it hurts, but you will always be my most loyal star

I'll always see your glimmer & follow your light

After all, it is the spark, that gave me life

10/18/16

Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: mother daughter
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San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA
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