The tears i cry for you ..

Getting through childhood abuse there are self help groups.....

Broken to the core....
I stand here rooted to the ground
This stabbing pain
I try to fight..
Wounded
Tears are hard to fight..
Bitter are the years
of childhood ....
Starved of love...
Mother now you
are dying...
In all that pain..
You are carrying
the root of resentment
deep within
your heart
don't you know..
that is not good
for your soul...
Seek God while
you still can..
ask him to
forgive you....
Let the root of
bitterness go...
Then you will
be free...
but for now...
those tears i cry...
I cry for you....

   

Reviews

[Aehr]

The sadness in this poem is evident. Sad, but well written. Good job.