Cecily Grace Poet Free verse

love letter to my mother

mom, i think im dying

and i think i will miss you

my 8 year old self would hate me for that

but you are my flesh, my home

your rage is a tribute to all you have endured, perhaps misdirected, but i think i understand you now

a final encore

i know that scares you

it scares me too

i spent all my life despising you, for things out of our control 

but perhaps i am you

i blamed you and i blamed you and i blamed you

but i never knew you

a young scared broken girl, your brain a storm of love, for hatred. your brain is my brain, your love is my love, your fear is my fear, anguish is my anguish. i feel what you felt

oh mother, hold me, brush my hair, kiss my forehead

for this is the end, and i don't hate you anymore. forgive me

i will die your daughter

and i will be rebirthed as your haunter

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