Poetry Of A Borderline

i love you/i hate you

In the mirror of her gaze, a daughter sees,
A reflection distorted by her mother's needs,
A narcissistic dance of control and strife,
A web of manipulation woven with precision and knife.

Her love a currency with strings attached,
A fragile ego always needing to be matched,
Emotions weaponized to serve her own ends,
Leaving wounds that only time amends.

In her presence, shadows loom,
As the daughter navigates a room,
Filled with echoes of her mother's voice,
A constant reminder of her mother's choice.

The daughter yearns for a love so pure,
Yet finds herself always insecure,
Seeking validation she may never find,
In the tumultuous recesses of her mother's mind.

But within her heart, a spark ignites,
A flame of resilience that burns bright,
She learns to set boundaries and stand tall,
No longer held captive by her mother's call.

In the shadows of her mother's glare,
She finds the strength to break free from the snare,
To reclaim her voice and rewrite her story,
In a world where she can finally bask in her own glory.

May she find healing in the wounds of the past,
And embrace a future where she is free at last,
For in the journey of self-discovery and grace,
She finds the power to rise above and embrace.