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useriquuid · 2 years
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I am not my mother.
I am a mirror. I am everything she could have been
And everything she should have been.
I am every scar she was, every mistake up to now she has made, every decision in life and every flaw she sees. I am her mirror. I am every love she has had, every hope she has and every dream that was taken forcefully from her. I am everything she wishes and everything she wants me to be.
I am a mirror.
I am a mirror of all the hate she unleashes,
All the poisonous words that spill from her.
But I am not her.
So, forgive me mother,
When I cannot take those words and bury them.
When the only thing I can do is engrave them in my heart
And spill a thousand tears.
I am her mirror.
I am everything she has ever told herself; I am everything she has yet to say. I am every unspoken thought, every unachievable desire, every heart wrenching experience she has been through.
I am my mother.
I am sorrow, I am agony, I am pain and every unfulfilled wish. I am all the dreams she wasn´t allowed to have. I am all the cold words and harsh things she says. I am all the hate that spills out from her. I am the loneliness and grief she has felt, all the agonizing things she has said and each and every devastating, heartbreaking regret, and remorse she has had.
I am my mother's words and thoughts, her goals and misery.
So please, forgive me when my words fail me, and I break down: Forgive me when I yell and shout. Forgive me when I beg and cry, forgive me when I fail to comply
And I shout vicious things,
Forgive me when I hate too loudly,
So, forgive me, because I am my mother.
Forgive me, for I am my mother.
And mother, forgive me.
For when I hurt you when I blurt out foul words
And I see that look on your face,
I see you and you see yourself once again,
The failed you, the lonely you, the hurt you, the version of you full of grief.
I hurt us both.
For you have given up everything for me, for you are not you anymore
And I am not me.
I am my mother, although I wish not to be
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