Heavy Loads
Shredding the load on my shoulders that is you.
I carried my mother upon my shoulders for so long,
as a guideline of what I didn't want to be,
a prime example of what life does
to a selfish person seemingly 'unexpectedly'.
I didn't want to be someone that pushed
everyone away that cared,
left to grow bitter alone after not thinking twice
before hopping on a plane and getting out of there.
I didn't want to grow old and wonder
what had become of my life,
if my children were happy... or did they know strife?
I didn't want to wake up alone and confused,
wondering why no one was with me
when I developed Alzheimer's
and my memory is yet another thing
that I begin to lose.
I carried her for so long
that a heavy burden is what she was,
I had to declaw her from my heart and distance myself
from all the inflicting pain that she ever does.
We each have our own flaws
I know this to be absolutely true,
but no one can ever make you care for
something that never seemed to matter to you.
So strong I stand without you by my side,
walking the path that God had set before me upright.
I have to allow myself to move on from your abandonment
and I will do so with the confidence
that you were never able to see,
with life reflecting from within my eyes
for simply being me.
About the Creator
Stephanie Lifton
Hi! You will soon find different varieties here. I am a writer and a poet, though I am still passing some stepping stones with this. I get wrapped up in the poem sometimes and it may turn out long in the end, so I apologize in advance. :3
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