a mother's love

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 I believe in a mother’s love… I believe in a love so pure that it goes beyond even our comprehension. A love so complex that it makes the mysteries of the universe seem like simple addition and subtraction that we learned way back in 1st grade when chocolate milk used to come in those sacks instead of cartons.A love that allows mothers to lift cars and work 14 hour shifts to make sure she provided all that she could for her children. I believe in a love that defines who I am and paves the way for who I will be. I believe in a love that completely encapsulates my body in warmth when I am exposed to the frigid ways of this sub zero world. I believe in my mom and the pain that prevented her from giving me this kind of love. I believe in the love that she wishes she could give to me but couldn’t because of her all too real despair. I believe in addiction and how it inconspicuously creeps into one’s life and becomes one’s life. I believe addiction became my mom’s life and I believe in the ache in my heart that is present because she is absent. I believe in these feelings of lostness that sweep over my whole being ever since my mom has been found. Found by happiness and love and joy. I believe in a place beyond this place in which my mom resides now. I believe her love rains down on me from this place in showers that completely soak my desiccated soul. I believe in a mother’s love. I believe in a love that a mere 350 words can’t do the slightest justice to describe. I believe in my mom. I believe in her everlasting presence in my life because a mother’s love doesn’t die. I believe in death and likewise i believe in life. I believe in the unpredictability of death and the act of taking life for granted. Its ironic because i believe in death but it’s impossible for me to believe in endings. I believe that the death of my mom was merely the beginning of a new me. A beginning where in all my actions i try to make her proud and constantly fail. I believe in failure but i fail to believe in giving up. I won’t give up, i can’t give up. I have come too far to give up. I believe in too much to give up. A mother’s love won’t let you give up. A mother’s love pushes you and it causes you realize that all you need in life, is a mother’s love. 

This poem is about: 
My family

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