Complications Of Your Melodramatic Life Comments

Uh-oh, I see tears before bedtime! The poem carries me along, I have to know what is coming next... but you leave me in suspense at the end - just as you yourself are!

I went through a life like this, and before I knew what hit me, I was definitely in too deep, locked away from my friends and family. If my mother didn't want me, she could have sent me up north where I would be with a loving family. There was no melodrama with this family. They loved, played, sang, joked, worked, ate, prayed, and treated each other with respect and dignity that human beings deserve. My mother wasn't capable of these things, and just up one day threw me out he door. Some say I am a drama queen making a mountain out of a molehill. But if that is what I am doing, then why do I still hurt? This poem can be taken to mean different things to different people. I have shown you what it means to me. This is very well written June, and thank you for sharing. A 10+. Love & hugs, Barbara