Daily Prompt: Dear Mom

Nineteen years you had me,
Your little accident baby.
Thank you, mama,
For not getting rid of me.
How beautiful you were
And how people would compare…
And how it broke my heart
That they could tell us apart.
I wish I could’ve saved you
From the devil, mama.
But I was afraid, too
And how you loved him, mama…
You could’ve walked away
I would’ve come with you, mama.
Still, you chose to stay.
You should’ve broken free
Instead, you broke down.
And I despised your weakness,
Blamed you for your mental illness.
I thought, if you loved me
You would’ve been stronger
And not make me grow up
So much faster.
I needed you, mama,
When I was growing up.
Where were you, mama?
Why did you just stop
Being my mother?
He’s gone now, mama.
But you’re not any better…
And it feels strange
For you to call me your daughter.
We don’t hug, we don’t kiss.
But there are times that I miss
How you taught me how to recite
poetry in the bath
As you lathered my back
After homework and math,
And the glass of warm milk
Before I hit the sack.
I know now, mama
It was never your fault…
You were like me,
Forced to grow up.
In your own way, you were strong.
After all, you’re still here…
Cheated death just to be near.
Look at me, mama.
I grew up pretty well.
It’s okay, mother…
We did a pretty good job
Raising each other.

Your daughter,
KZ

Write a letter to your mom. Tell her something you’ve always wanted to say, but haven’t been able to.