Friday, March 8, 2024

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬: “My Greatest Prison” by Chrisian Jaira Barles

 


Layout by: Chrisian Jaira Barles

Published by: Rose Ann Gatdula
Date Published: March 8, 2024
Time Published: 4:30 PM


Category: Poetry
Theme: A child's eternal, unconditional love for their mother.

I have loved you from my very first heart beat.
It is hard-wired in my veins, pulsing through every fiber of my being.
Yet you were the first to make my heart split,
leaving me burning in pain, barely breathing.

But I took it in stride,
shut my mouth, fists clenched by my side.
For what daughter am I, if I cannot take the lashings of my mother?
Feared that if I cried out, you’d leave me for another.

I reckon I was doomed from the start,
always yearning, searching, for you.
I could study you, bit by bit, part by part,
only to find that your love is a different hue.

But I stood, and still stand through it all, no rhyme or reason,
for there is no greater love, no greater prison.


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