She died in my heart
A page in the diary "The Words Behind My Tears"
Written by kcdbooks 24. Jun 2005 10:58 PM
My mother died a long time ago - she died in my heart,
Still breathing and drinking today, her actions have no meaning.
Her words, little breaths among the big gusts of wind, mean very little.
She died a long time ago - she died in my heart.
When the time comes to say goodbye, it won't be so hard.
When the time comes to say goodbye, I won't be sorry.
She died a long time ago - she died in my heart.
I am so sad right now, her actions hurt so much, that I wish she would just go away - I can't stand her constant drinking. I can't stand life with her - will I be able to stand life without her?
When she dies, will I live my life with "what ifs..."? Will I live my life with "If only I had....." I can't love her now - will it hurt too much later? By detaching now, I might be able to save some dignity for that day.
Deppies, things are so confusing, why can't I just love her, would it hurt me so much? Why can't she just stop drinking, are we really not that important to her? Does she really love that bottle more than she loves us?
Tears, again tonight deppies, to those who are confused, to those who need some sense in their lives.
XOXO,
kcdbooks