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 © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2007
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