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Negativity is a recyclable

My mom was recently diagnosed with cancer,
I’m begging the heavens please God don’t take her.
I feel like a failure.
I need another chance to make her proud.
Please help me get up off the ground .

Maybe what I’m missing is the person she was.
I came across an old picture of us,
and it stopped me in my tracks.

I’d go back in time and be a better daughter.
Of course it would be easy to blame my biological father.
He didn’t give up because you can’t quit if you don’t even try.

Great now I’m gonna cry.
A relationship that was never built.
Remembering all the tears I spilt.

Why are negative emotions easier to recycle?
This trauma is a never ending cycle.
Around and around we go.
No matter how high I am,
I eventually feel low.

I know like the expression goes.
“You can’t have a rainbow without the rain.”
I just wish I could have happiness without the pain.
Written by TrueLover (Meganne)
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Author's Note
I’ve been doing so much better at keeping a positive state of mind, but like I wrote in this piece the negative comes back every so often and reminds me of the trauma.
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