Two Voice Poem

   

Mother,  Daughter

I had Leila at age 14.

I didn't meet my real mother until I was 14.

                                              
I'VE HAD TOO MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS

I try not to remember that night or who her father was, but every time my eyes close, I go back.
Every night in someone else's home, I wonder why my mom didn't keep me.

I CANNOT FORGET

She was of my own flesh, but how could I keep the child that reminded me of the hurt within me? There was no way I could look in her eyes and not see her father in them, too.

I was told to forget the past, but somehow I couldn't forget that I was left on a doorstep with nothing but my name on a Post-It and a cheap blanket.

I WANT TO FORGET

I want Leila back, but will she ever forgive me?

I want to see my mom, to know her, but can I ever forgive her?

She IS my daughter; I'm older now.

She IS my mother; I'm older now.

I CAN FORGET THE PAST