My Mothers Fight

By Kendall • November 23, 2005 02:13 UTC

Mom always wanted more for me than I wanted for myself. Watching as I destroyed my life, the pain she must have felt. Most choices I've made in life cut her deep within. Knowing she was powerless to save me once again. Not willing to let me runaway with no chance of return. Fighting every step I made praying I would learn. Stepping back she realized it's my war to fight. She could only be there always holding tight. No matter what I said or did her love I've never lost Its her love which gives me strength to win at any cost

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November 23, 2005 03:24JULES

WELL I JUST LOVED THIS ONE SISTER AND IT IS SO HEARTFELT AND SHOT STRAIGHT FROM THE HIP MY POET FRIEND. WELL DONE!!

November 29, 2005 15:29Crimson_Tide915

I liked your poem a lot it very well writen and how do you know who I am.

April 15, 2011 15:34(:

I loved this! It really shows how a mother could never give up on their child and their love for them.