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You Never Deserved Me

To the person who gave me life, nothing less, nothing more As a child I remember being filthy and left isolated, all alone Left at the age of seven, not knowing if you’d ever come home Caring all alone for baby sister, while you ran endlessly all about Feeding, bathing and taking care of her, listening to her constant shouts Your commitment was your drugs; let’s not forget the alcohol too Stammering in all times of the night; an addictive abusive person I watched you grow into Looking back I never thought that this life was not extraordinaire But as I matured and saw the norm; I realized my life was nothing but despair Never caring for either of us, just your greedy selfish self Shooting your heroin and drinking your booze, Which sat upon your shelf Taking all our money, spending it on your addictions day and night Living off ramen noodles, our survival was an endless fight After years of suffering from your abuse and your manipulating lies They finally saw your negligence, taking us away ending all ties Now we’re with our father, and his new beautiful stranger bride Trust we cannot give to her, for all we’ve ever known has died Time it did not take for us, to open up and see That the new beautiful woman bound to care for us, Was as genuine as one could be She opened her home and her heart and treated us as her own She opened our eyes and broke the hard outer wall, Never do we feel alone She has given me more love in the past four years Than you have your entire life-time on this earth, It’s sad that a woman of only four years, was the one who taught me self-worth You are the woman you gave me life, Nothing more and nothing less You never deserved me or my little sister Our mom now has replaced your selfishness © Chelsea Leigh Stiles/Stacy Lynn Stiles These are my daugther Chelsea's words about her biological mother. I took them and helped her write the poem at her request. It's very sad and the damage her "biological mother" has done to her and her sister is un-repairable....Chelsea has had to be in counseling every since we've had her and I have taught her to have a voice and if needed, put her thoughts down on paper. She's absolutely beautiful and amazingly charismatic. She's strong and very responsible and dedicated...not only to our family, but to life. Both of them were "my gift from God", and I will cherish this gift forever.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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