Softest fingers pull my chin
up to meet her eyes
They burned with love
and anger
I wept on her hands as they moved
tightly to my face
She stared soul bared
and glistened cheeks
‘Don’t you ever say that to me again
I don’t want to hear it
You are my child
You will never be a burden’

I tend to highly disagree
Family tortured because of me
because of terrible fears
that fill my head and get spewed out
as actions I instantly regret
And everyone hurts
All because of a terrible disease
For seventeen years I’ve been
on my knees praying
for any kind of relief
I just want to fill this
hole in my chest

She looks for my eyes again
Holding my hands she makes contact
and says
‘You are my daughter
My mission until the day I die
is to get you better
You shouldn’t have to live like this’
The moment she embraced me
the loneliness left and I’m right
where I’m supposed to be
with the most selfless
angel
in front of me
Loneliness continues to be smothered
as love coats every part of my soul
Her commitment as my partner
let me know
that maybe I can fill at least
half of this hole

~kb