Adopted

A piece of the pain of not knowing your parents. I don't know...

Dear Mother stranger,

My heart has been torn by the longing to belong.

My soul has been punctured by piercing stares.

 from unknown people. 

My mind has been crushed by the weight of my emptiness. 

I can't help but question love,

 and it's broken track record.

I can't help but wonder where you are,

who you are.

I can't help but think about it.

when everything reminds me of you.

It's those silly remarks they make,

about the luck of not getting a parents genes.

It's the school projects about our family trees,

and the looks I receive,

as I stand next to my family.

It's the feeling I get when I walk into a house,

that is supposed to be my home. 

It's the love all around me,

traveling through the empty spot in my soul.

It's the happy families we pass on the streets,

It's a little girl talking about how she got her mothers traits.

It's all the things I can't do,

because I don't have you. 

So stranger, take care of yourself.

And stranger?

I still have a hole in my heart, that can only be replaced by you. 

With love,

Your Daughter (a stranger too)

Reviews

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This poem have very deep emotions. I can feel you desire to meet with your parents. Your words are warm and full of empathy. I like how you imagined this meeting. I dping all the time too. Before I gonna meet someone I always imagine how it will be. Beautiful poem.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

THanks for entering the real me competition i am still judging all entries this weekend, thanks for this honest amazing poem!

[Locke Redwyne (night sy..]

Aw, that's sweet at the end. I like the emotional journey that the poem takes you one, sad, then depressed, then sweet.