A Mother’s Prayer
I think it’s odd that you see me in this way
Like I’m deformed and mangled
A heart of stone
A sinner with no humanity left inside
Hollow
Uncaring
Vile
You make me out to be a fucking monster
Praying for me to be made clean
That God transform my heart to one of flesh
And might I ask: what the fuck is wrong with you?
You see my person as one that’s never been so repulsive
You see my form as harrowing and cold
In reality, I’ve never been so human
Never had my heart beat so true
Never lived so fully
I’ve never been more me
God, am I glad that you’ve shown your true colors
I never should’ve given you another chance
I never should’ve trusted a mother to love her child without conditions
That would be too easy
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Whew, the anger and pain are so palpable. You really brought it to light.
Thank you!