Mother I am sorry
I know that you are weak
That you aim to please and
You aim for peace and harmony
Within your household
Mother I am sorry
I know that you are frightened
By things you do not know
And so you cling to your
Ignorance and hatred
Mother I am sorry
Too often you take offense
For things that are not about you
Because you do not understand
Your children's hearts
But mother I am not sorry
For taking stand against
Him who calls you wife
When he hurts you, hurts us
Because you should not allow it
And mother I am not sorry
For admitting who I am
And who I have always been
Even though I am broken
And much too heavy to hold anymore
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
Mother I am sorry
I know that you are weak
That you aim to please and
You aim for peace and harmony
Within your household
Mother I am sorry
I know that you are frightened
By things you do not know
And so you cling to your
Ignorance and hatred
Mother I am sorry
Too often you take offense
For things that are not about you
Because you do not understand
Your children's hearts
But mother I am not sorry
For taking stand against
Him who calls you wife
When he hurts you, hurts us
Because you should not allow it
And mother I am not sorry
For admitting who I am
And who I have always been
Even though I am broken
And much too heavy to hold anymore
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