Poetry

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Mother’s Day 

Mother’s Day is here and gone I didn't hear a peep

Each night my heart is heavier I cry myself to sleep

In Reunion I had hoped that he would get in touch

Now I'm left wondering maybe he doesn't care that much

A simple message even saying hello would have meant the world to me

But now I feel invisible not good enough to see

Unworthy, overlooked, discarded, thoughts go round in my head

I hate being a birth mum maybe easier being dead.

My body hurts so much I've changed being me

I look in the mirror and I'm not sure who I see

I know I have my child back but is he really mine

Oh how I wish I could go back and start again in time

But this is my life now I feel very stuck

Adoption really is one massive head fu*k

The trauma isn't just in the past it's triggered every day

I’ll just need to accept and work on living life this way.

Happy Mother’s Day to all you beautiful invisible mothers out there. 

You are wanted. You are needed. You are enough.

xxx