
another birthday that I’m missing
Can’t even sit here reminiscing
I have no memories to replay
When they ask why what do you say
Another Easter and Christmas
Why isn’t my mommy here for this
What other questions do they have
Do they even remember seeing me last
Do they come to you with tears in their eyes
Forgetting our last goodbyes
Wondering if I’m ever coming back
What do you really say to that
Is seeing other kids making them more curious
Causing them to ask questions that are a little more serious
“ Is it my fault, was I bad?
Did mommy go away because she was mad”
I’m sorry for leaving you to explain
Why my children are feeling this pain
But thank you for being there to protect
While I continued to neglect
I constantly left them questioning
And you gave them the answers to everything
I kept putting myself first
Always resulting in the worst
But now I’m trying to make amends
Because I can no longer sit back and pretend
That everything is OK; I miss my kids
And I’m done making everyone feel like this
I promise not to miss another
Fall, Winter, Spring or Summer
Milestone or holiday
I’ll be there every next step of the way
And I don’t expect you to get them excited
Trust me I don’t need reminded
That I said it before and I never showed
But this time Mommy’s coming home
About the Creator
Brooke Wagner
I write and share inspiration recovery and addiction poetry hoping to help others who feel many of the ways that I’ve felt before. I’ve been writing for about 4 years and want to publish a book that would be donated to treatment centers.


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