#81 Just Hold Me
I'm an adopted child. My upbringing was good, full of money and every thing I needed - except real love. My adopted mother was very possessive and tried to make me into a person I wasn't - she tried to make me like she is - and everything within me cried against it.
Well, good news is - I found my biological mother in May 1998 and we are so happy. We love each other so much, also her husband and my two half sisters and my little half brother. We are like a family that was never apart.
But it's hard for my mother to understand me, to see the pain I still have - so I wrote this to explain to her how I felt and what she must do when she doesn't understand my feelings and my moods!
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Family Poems
|Not many have ever known
and if I tell - who would believe?
There's nothing I can call my own
not even the things I have achieved.
It's always better that way
All that is aching inside
It's better for it to stay -
covered up with hurt's pride.
All in good time
I will open the gate
of this little heart of mine
in a moment of fate.
For a soul that's been torn and
a heart controlled by other
there's not much you can do
But to hold me in your arms -
my dearest Mother.