Showing posts with label momma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label momma. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Momma

 


Momma, goodbye is so hard for me to even say. 

Help me figure how to write this in a way. 

I want others to see how you lost basically all 

It was too hard for you to bear knowing they won’t call.


Every day you prayed for someone to drop by,

Instead, they never saw that they were making you cry.

Will I ever forget the way you were forgotten through the years?

I moved heaven and earth to keep you out of tears. 


Did you know how much I enjoyed being there?

Were you able to feel how I cared?

I will miss you mom every day, 

I hope you were able to find your way, 


To Heaven and I will meet you again,

Along with Thomas and my other kin.


By, Crystal S. Amon

Copyrighted 2022

Friday, September 18, 2020

Momma's Secret

 

By, Crystal S. Kauffman-Amon

Momma’s love destroyed me with her choices,
She had a hard time blocking out the voices.
The role models she looked up to were not the best,
Still wondering what happened to the rest?

Family curses passed on as we grew,
Hell…that is the only life I knew!
Violent tempers lead to a beating,
Leaving the family was cheating.

Friends were not worth a shit,
Take off with a friend; just to get hit.
Tell the truth and people say,
Damn girl, don’t speak that way!


I hated her for all she did to me,
Until, I became a new mommy.
I chose to forgive and stop the hate,
Once I realized that I could finally relate.

How do I keep my child away from the hell?
Never could I form the words to tell.
My family that they were toxic too,
Love kept me driving through.

Learning more about momma’s pain,
Made me understand the huge black stain.
Learning to love the broken woman she is,
Will be how I choose to handle all of this.

Healing her with my love and time,
Will be how I chose to spend my dime.
Until she takes her very last breath,
Then, I will be with her again after my death.

Understanding her life made me see,
She was never allowed to be free.
So, today I thank her for the gift of life,
My love for her still cuts like a knife.

Don’t talk about what you don’t know.
Her life is not a prime time family show,
She’s a victim of family secrets too.
Down her and just know I’ll punch you!

Copyright 2019