I am forgotten like the journal you gave me when you married my father, promising a new and happy life for all of us.
I am forgotten like the times when you stepped in to be my mother, when mine could not.
I am forgotten, even though for ten years you treated me like your own offspring, only to rip my father apart in the end.
Even if you wanted me, still loved me, I can't return the favor.
You torched everything you forged in my heart when your heart turned cold.
It took me so long for me to love you like a mother but it was all for not.
You were never my mother, were you?
Did you ever even love me?
Please just leave and let us heal.
I may forgive you, but you'll never be able to forgive yourself, I know this in my heart to be true.
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