To Ma, on Mother’s Day.

I hoped to be free of seeking attention

From the external world, from you, 

Even from those I hold as my own. 

The world overwhelms me, something

You gifted me, I have given of myself

Till there is nothing more to give. 

My needs, my errors, my missteps

Were and are unforgiveable. I had chances

Like puppies choking on kibbles,

I hoped to be understood, maybe now

I am truly free. I try, I promise you,

I try to free myself and let go. 

But letting go does not come easy. 

I even sing to me softly, the way you 

Never did. I guess it’s just ‘goodbye’. 

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