Missing Pieces

 Hey it's Sabrina Black. 


My inspiration for this piece comes from one of my closest companions that I have lived with for years. They have gone through entire life without a motherly figure. 


Mom in this story is caught up with addiction, loneliness, and forgetting those who are important to her (those who need her to see and hear the cries of her daughter wanting her back). Many people have gone through this in their lives. 


I hope you guys can relate. Just know that you don't give up and that she loves you.

"Missing Piece" by Una-Ros

                                                                      “Missing”

There’s a part of me that is left empty.

The one I needed most wasn't there.

You are so unaware of my existence.

You don’t want me;

you don’t need me,

but I need you to guide me.

You’ve missed all of my years and all of my tears.

I haven’t tasted your love,

your voice.

I’m missing your warmth,

your lullaby,

but I’ll never know what it’s like

‘cause you’re missing.

If I don’t have you in my life,

I might find myself with a jagged edge— 

All caught up in my darkness.

I feel abandoned and unloved by your motherly touch.

You disappear and get lost in your world.

You forget that I exist, do you remember me or I'm I  just a ghost?

Please don't let me be that child in the window

Waiting for a second chance

           waiting for love

           waiting for hope

You’ve missed all of my years,

all of my tears.

I’m lost without you.

I need your love,

your voice.

I’m missing your warmth,

your lullaby.

I’m missing you.

Annie

Annie was her name...Her  life was so dull.
Her mother won't let her go anywhere. 
She feels trapped, but why? 
There was nothing to be trapped from...At least that’s what she thought.
Oh, you ask where her father is? 
Well after her mother came back from the hospital , the family knew that she wasn't herself. Annie's father later committed suicide. No one knew why exactly, but Annie did. It was her mother, her mother was insane.  
So where could she turn? Who could she run to?
Annie tried multiple times to escape from her mother’s tenacious grip . 
"Sweetheart, where are you!" Annie heard her mother say. 
Whenever she asked where she was you could suspect something unpleasant was about to happen. 
"Yes mother, here I am." 
"Ah darling, well don't you look lovely this morning." 
Annie just looked at her waiting for her mother to go berserk. 
She waited for only a few moments, that's all it took.
Her mother looked like she was about to pass out. Then she lifted her head back up. Annie wished she hadn't...because now her mother's eyes were not her own, and she looked at her with a menacing smile. One that gave Annie cold feet.  

My past

"Via Libre" by Elsilencio

Hey guys! It's Aulene!!! 

This piece I wrote about a week ago so it's pretty new. My mom passed away when I was in 7th grade, and I still have a lot of bottled up feelings about it. This is just a piece of my feelings. My mom was always asleep during my childhood so I didn't always have her there.

Please let me know what you think! <3

Thank you all!

My past

Not one to hide
But not one to be proud of

Pill after pill
She slept the day away
Missing all of my life
All of my achievements

Why?

She doesn't even remember it
Days with no food
Nights with no movement
Weeks with no memory

Everyday it's something else
Some new pain pill
Some weird side-effect

Where will I find her?

Will I find her in bed,
Or on the floor?

Who really knows
What the next day will bring

~Aulene
~APLIW