Mommy's Promise (Yellow Folder Anthology)

 


Mommy's Promise

Entering into my biggest battle in life I'll ever have to fight.
On a passionate quest to make all of my wrongs right.

Some of my mistakes will go forever unforgiven.
I have been far from perfect, but I'm not giving up on my only reason for living.

I gave my life lives to love me unconditionally.
I went mentally insane when they were taken from me.

I made them to have the greatest loves I had ever known,
to give them the love I had never been shown.

I let my addictions take their Mother away.
I've borrowed time I can never repay.

My painful past and all the abuse
became my crutch, my pathetic excuse to use.

Each day I'm overcoming
my mental demons that are overwhelming.

I wouldn't know how to live my life right if I hadn't lived it wrong.
I had to overcome my weaknesses to become this strong.

Everything happens for a reason and only God knows why.
The reason I am still living is because I deserve one more try.

Mommy is done wasting precious time.
I am going to fight to the death to reclaim what is mine.

I no longer have vices to hide.
I am learning to let go of all the hurt inside.

Never again will you ever be mistreated!
I promise to fix this mess that I have created.

I cannot begin to make it all better,
until we are back together.

I will help you understand your sadness and pain
because I have already lived your hurt exactly the same.

I have felt exactly how you feel,
and I will help you learn how to make these wounds heal.

Very soon we are going to see the glorious day
when we are going to be a family again.

With every strength of my entire being, I'm living my life right.
And to see you again, I am going to fight with all of my might.


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