Category: Poetry

You’re going to make it

Your gonna make it through

You may not truly understand
Why did you face such sorrows
Those times have felt like quicksand
Like there’s no tomorrow

Every time you faced a tragedy
You found it hard to grow
When surrounded by depravity
You said it’s time to go

You have more going for you
More than you really know
You’re a person of great value
A friend, not a foe

You’re going to make it through this
It’s going to be ok
An end to this sorrow
An end to your dismay

You’re going to make it through this
It’s going to be ok

To you from me (August 2014)

I was finally getting over you
When you showed up again
Reminding me you devalue
Everything I represent

Just another stepping stone
To take me where I should
Showed me that I’ve grown
From all that I’ve withstood

Thank you for the horrible times
Thought for sure I’d die
From words so ugly and unkind
Left with no reply

You’ve made me what I am today
A woman bold and strong
Like a Phoenix I’ll display
Badges from your wrongs

I know I do not owe you this
Quite contrary I would say
Even though I’m thoroughly pissed
And this will sound cliche

“I forgive you”, though you don’t deserve it
So I do it for myself
I know it’s selfish I admit
To myself I give this gift

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My daughters broken heart

My daughters broken heart

August 2014

Broken-hearted again
For me would be in vain
But for my little girl
Her daddy was her world

How can a father leave
It’s hard for me to conceive
Not even say goodbye
I can only stand by

And watch her tears stream down
From her big eyes of brown
Her bleeding heart poured out
Through her brown eyes spout

I set my pain aside
My broken heart I’ll hide
And take the time to heal
As before my girl I kneel

And let her hug and hold
As I lovingly enfold
Her precious body in my arms
Wishing to protect her heart from harm

From harm, hurt, and pain
I wish my arms could constrain
But for now I hold her tight
As her daddy silently takes flight

To my sweet 8yr old daughter

The Edge

The Edge

July 2014

Today marks the first day of the rest of my life. I have been in an abusive relationship for over 24 years. 4 years ago, I had the courage to call the police and file a restraining order. He changed a lot. But not completely. I made excuses for him over and over, and even today. As history repeats itself, I had to call the police again today so he would leave. This time is different. This time, I am not afraid to venture out on my own. Today, I officially enter the realm of single-mom-hood. Wish me well.

You pushed me to the edge
Of where I was afraid to jump
You pushed me further off the ledge
My fears I was forced to confront

I took the plunge with shaking courage
Not for me but for the kids
For the kids I stayed in marriage
Entangled in insanities bondage

Now I spread my wings to fly
No longer held in prison bars
Anxious to soar towards the sky
Soon to be amongst the stars

Daddy Dear

Daddy Dear

 

July 2014

Oh daddy dear,

Why take these years off your life with such rage and anger and wrath?

You make yourself look like such a fool.

Breathing out curses and idle threats,

We all know you won’t follow through.

You want our respect,

but the words you reflect

are unworthy of anyone’s time!

Insanity is the result of your fit.

If you want different results,

then try a different approach.

Oh, daddy dearest,

You made home the dreariest place to be.

When you went away,

a peace settled in,

and we were all free to relax.

If everywhere you go,

you get the same response,

then maybe you should look within.

– Mommy Sincere