I should feel
Grateful.
For,having come from you.
But, I'm so angry you are dead. Not gone,dead.
I'm so angry.
I want to burn myself,
I want to die too,and
find you.
Mother of my mother
Mother of my mother
You were mine too,
My mother.
Oct 18, 2023
Find you
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
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I feel the passion...
in this piece, but it is so personal that one only gets the feel of frustration, and not knowing how to cope with the sadness.
It is very hard to assume motherhood for another's child, even grandmothers', and even harder for the loss of mother's mother for the child. Hopefully, writing out your feelings will help. Nicely done, ~ Geezer.
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My grandmother was found
My grandmother was found hanging and bleeding last Sunday. I am struggling to understand "WHY"," WHO",and "WTF". It may be different in other places,but, here, your grandmother is your mother too. She raises you. Thank you for the comment. The poem reads odd. Perhaps because this entire situation feels odd.
koki
I'm sorry you went through this and are
most assuredly are still,but I'm with Geezer
and tou know also that writing helps. God bless!
Y'all are right
Thank you
hello,
the pain in this poem is palpable...it throbs! only one way through it...wrap your arms around yourself and hold on tight...
*hugs, Cat
Cat
I'm trying. Thank you for the kind words
Cat...
Now that was an appropriate reply it helped me also.