I Try To Speak From The Heart

"Time To Move On"

By: TwilightDream

Written on November 30th, 2011

I feel so broken, sad and blue usually, it's because of you. The thinks you say, will remain long after this dreadful day. I shall never forget the way you acted, you care not, the lives you have impacted. You can use me now, and think all is free, but when I am gone, someday you shall see. You care for others, who look down on me, with them you belong, i think you'll agree. I have made up my mind, I'm letting you know, I have decided it.s time for you to go. I want no more pain, bruises upon my heart, It would be best, if we both had a fresh start. It matters not, that I'm your mother, you appreciate nothing, not even your brother. You have ripped out my heart, but never again, I'll pray that you change, before it's too late... Amen

By: TwilightDream

Age: 36-40 , Female

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8 responses

Brunhild

This was so well written......It exudes feeling.....I wish it weren't true, I hope he changes too.....You are a wonderful person and well loved by many......:-)

Dec 1, 2011
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- TwilightDream
  I appreciate that my friend, I knew you would know who I was writing about.........Thank you.!!
  
  Dec 1, 2011
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Yongmi

Sounds like a sad poem ~.~

Dec 1, 2011
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- TwilightDream
  Thanks, it is.....
  
  Dec 1, 2011
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redUmbrella

:(( Oh, you sound truly disappointed. I hope life will bring wisdom and light to the situation. (and I hope you feel better after writing ...)

Nov 30, 2011
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- TwilightDream
  Not so much, but it will work itself out, Thank you for your thoughtful comment. I appreciate it.....
  
  Nov 30, 2011
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RassaFrassa

Sometimes you just have to know when to let go and let God. The pain - no, the agony - of this decision is clear in your words, Kimberly. I know you'll always leave the door to your heart open for her, should she someday come to her senses and seek to return but, while the doormat might still read "Welcome," it will never again be confused with "mother." She must come to realize she can never again wipe her boots on you.

Nov 30, 2011
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- TwilightDream
  Thank you my friend. I appreciate your point of view.
  
  Nov 30, 2011
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