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Yesterday I Cried

Why, Momma, why? Was I not deserving of you? Was I not good? Was I too frail? Did you send me away Because your own life derailed? Why, Momma, why Do I still secretly wail? Asking myself what did I do so wrong? How did I fail? What you called rebelliousness Was the only way I knew how to stay strong sometimes, I'd stay up all night looking after you Got banged and bruised so that he wouldn't hurt you No one else did that Isn't it true? Did you ever think about my wounds That was the only way I knew to protect you Instead of helping me You banished me through lies, Stripped me from my home, My siblings, my life Withheld your love Because I tried to take my own life But did you ever stop and think that Perhaps something in me wasn't right? Why, momma, why? Does your absence whisper in me A forever sorrowful lullaby and Although, I miss you I love you more each day that goes by I forgive you wholeheartedly Despite that yesterday, I cried I wouldn't hesitate to wipe The tears from your eyes if they ever again were to meet with mine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/30/2016 12:03:00 AM
Definate 7.. I so feel for you and can relate. Your mother must of been a good mother to you before she did this because you love her so much. I wish all the best for you and your mother. My mother did the same to me. I was rebellious because of my beatings and worse by my father (broken nose, cheek split to the bone). I have nothing to do with my mother. I left and I've never looked back. She doesn't deserve me. Still. I hope you and your mother can reunite. God bless.
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Date: 6/5/2014 8:44:00 AM
I love Carl's comment..I truly agree with it. I can definitely relate to this one. A powerful ending written lovely! "I wouldn't hesitate to wipe The tears from your eyes if they ever again were to meet with mine."
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Date: 5/21/2014 6:36:00 PM
It takes a lot of courage for a poet to pour out their heart in a bio as you have done here Madelin, I hope and pray that this brings some healing and peace to your soul, you deserve it my dear, blessings , Carl
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Madelin Barton
Date: 5/27/2014 10:46:00 AM
I thank god every single day for pen and paper and for having been given the ability to express in words what otherwise I couldn't thank you so much for your kind words friend- Maddie
Date: 5/14/2014 11:33:00 PM
Madelin, wow...wow! this is by far the best poem, I've read today. You hit every emotion inside. I could not, help nor hold in the tear, when I read this line "your absence whispers in me a forever sorrowful lullaby and although I miss you, I love you more each day"... I was adopted, and my real mother, was all the wrong stuff.. However, I got to know her, live with her.. I even liked her, and in death, she drew anger in me.. Because, I loved her more for giving me away. Sad, ..okay..I have to go now.. something about this poem, made me cry... I'm adding this to my favorite list. Thank you with all my heart... God Bless... Linda
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Date: 5/14/2014 9:28:00 AM
what a powerful, touching write. I felt like I was reading about my own childhood....ah but you have much more forgiveness than I had. It wasn't till I was in my forties that I could resolve the pain.
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Date: 5/12/2014 7:58:00 PM
You give me tears with this, so beautiful!
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Date: 5/11/2014 8:36:00 PM
This is rippling with your emotions Madelin..It shows so much sorrow but much strength..I am glad you were willing to share...hugs Tim
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Madelin Barton
Date: 5/27/2014 10:47:00 AM
Thank you Tim god bless
Date: 5/11/2014 8:22:00 PM
Mother's Day: A Moment In Deep Reflection; Especially If One's Own Mother Has Departed This World ? I Like The Line Where At Your Beauty Says: Well Actually, Her Fifth Stanza Tis, So Very True....Thus, We Forever Gaze Ahead....Love, Jeremy *
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