when will my flowers bloom.

27 | a mother's letter

I am writing to you
To show you what was true
What did I do
Of course, you don't have a clue

I can't ruin my image
I can't be locked up in your cage
Of expectations, a mother, you'd gauge
Your mother, revealed within this page

I have been thinking
Was it worth the pain?
But I was crying
Nothing would I gain

So I picked up my pen
Held my breath to ten
Tried to not make my face ashen
Fixed my face unknown to men

I have been thinking
What would I want to reveal?
Why would I want it to be known
The secret I held back for so long?

Now, while you're reading
Think much before continuing
What you are about to know
Might not be that pleasing

Read on, my child
And discover my secrets
I was placing my bet
On you not to fret

I was a mere young lady
Once, when I was free
When I was allowed to see
What the world seems to me

A mere young man appeared
The voices in my head silently jeered
The man suddenly sneered
A face from which I feared

He took me to unknown
Used me like a pawn
Planted a seed I hadn't sown
Seated himself on somebody's throne

I went back to life
Cold and helpless
I cannot create any strife
So I kept it to myself

Now, what you have perceived
Could not be the secret you'll receive
Do not be troubled
You know my problems would double

The seed he planted have grown
It grew, until I can call it my own
Then, the wind suddenly have blown
Took my little flower away from my bone

The story should have been simple
But chances are not ample
My life fell down like leaves of maple
A cry of desperation I cannot stifle

I'll admit I've made every mistake
Everything this poor lady has to make
I know things couldn't be that easy
Then, I'll cry my blood until I can't see

Listen to my young one
I can't say all of it, just some
Forgive your wretched mother
Maybe, without me, you will be better

One more thing you must know
You're not the one I have sown
I never planted my own
I know you'll hate me even more

Your loyalty I cannot vouch
Your mere heart I cannot touch
Forgive your mother, my love
Be strong and I'll return above

I'll repeat my warning:
Death is coming
Please forgive your poor mother
When he took her life forever

I cannot be as clear as the sky
No one can be as pretty as a tie
Please forgive me
Before I say my last goodbye

Love,
Mother

Well, that was dark. O.O

I wrote this during lunch break after a sudden inspiration to write a poem that's like a letter. It didn't take long for me to build that story as I was writing that poem.

And that's dark.

I let my friends read it and they told me they found the rhymes amusing. I don't think they got what it meant. Which I don't know if I should feel happy about or not. Lol.

So, what about you? What do you think of this poem? Comment below.