Tag: families

I might finally be ready
to stop talking about my mother
her flaws and failings
my unmet needs
the ways her absence
shaped my presence
and each carefully chosen word

How much of my little life was made
by their morphine, mania?

The way I choose my words so carefully,
expect too little, do too much

This was all laid out for me
long before my birth

I may just be the logical conclusion
of all their twisted dreams.