A Poem by brittanyjane

Mommy, I need you

I cry for you every night

Sometimes I wonder why I wasn't good enough

Sometimes I know you love me, you do.

...don't you mommy?


Mommy, I want you

I want to put my arms around you.

Sometimes I think it'd be easier if you were dead

Maybe then I'd have a reason, I'd know why you never come to see me


Mommy, I miss you

I have a new mommy now but it's not the same

Sometimes she hugs me and I close my eyes

Hoping that when they open, you'll be there

You do miss your baby, too, right?


Mommy, I love you

I know you haven't been around a lot but

Sometimes I wish the last eight years were a silly nightmare and

Sometimes I pretend I don't know your love is conditional.


Mommy, I hate you

I hate you, mommy

Sometimes I hate you so much I wish you were dead

Why was daddy always calling and writing and coming to see me,

But you never did?


Mommy, I didn't mean that

I love you mommy, I'm sorry.

I know why you don't love me.

I'm a monster. A clingy, hateful, ugly monster.

I could never hate you.

Sometimes I can't sleep, thinking about you (I love you)


Mommy, I can't let you go.

Everyone tells me to, but I really love you.

Sometimes I cut myself for you mommy.

It hurts, but not as much as not seeing you.

I love seeing my blood with you encoded in it

A reminder that you are always with me.


Mommy, I can see you

In my dreams at night

Sometimes I wake up crying because I know you won't be there

I dream you'll wake me up and take me to school

and when I get home you'll still be there


Mommy, can you hear me?

I scream for you every night

Sometimes I even whisper your name in the wind

So it'll carry my message to you.

I love you, Mommy.


Mommy, I don't want you to call.

It hurts worse than not talking to you.

Sometimes I think you only call so you can feel better about yourself

I ache for you, to hear you,

but you just taunt me with ideas and



Mommy, I'm sorry

but I'm suffering.

You threw me away and you don't want me

Sometimes I just want to die and it's your fault.

I love you but I can't stand the very mention of you, mommy.

I miss you so much it makes me sick.

I bleed for you.

I cry for you.


Mommy, why don't you love me like I love you?



© 2010 brittanyjane

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is this a true story?

Posted 11 Years Ago

Sometimes I think it'd be easier if you were dead

Maybe then I'd have a reason, I'd know why you never come to see me

-Wow, this is very heartfelt. It was a nice read-

Posted 11 Years Ago

I think its good, you say why you love her and why you don't. Everything is good, and I like it! Good Job!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on December 17, 2008
Last Updated on April 23, 2010




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