My Mother's Voice
My mother's voice is in my head
Saying all the things she said
Telling me that I'm no good
And if I shouldn't then I should
Confusion circles in my mind
I look for places I can hide
But she still finds me every time
My mother's voice, my mother's rhyme
Yesterday I thought myself strong
Today I know that I am wrong
Tomorrow will be different still
If there's a chance to cry I will
I fight her with everything I've got
But sometimes what I have just ain't a lot
And yet I will continue til it's through
Really, it's the only thing to do
My mother's voice is in my head
Saying all the things she said
But one day soon it will be gone
And finally I will move on
Published by Jaded
I am a stay-at-home mom and part-time transcriptionist. I am passionate and complex, and use writing as a way to let my inner self speak. View profile
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4 Comments
Post a CommentI could've written this and understand too well the pain as I fight her voice even though she is dead, with everything I have.
Great poem..I can relate to the pain of "no voice" in your poem. Keep writing!
How can parents treat their own kids that way? Sad poem but nicely written.
This poem reminds me of the relationship I have with my father. He was the one who kept telling me that I would become nothing in life. I use to feel that I was not strong to take those verbal abuse, but now as a mother and an adult I take those words as a challenge to grow stronger. By this poem you are becoming stronger, and you are helping others. Nice poem.