That's...a mothers anguish

A childhood where love offered was selfless and free
and sacrifices never recognised.
To feel the warmth of unconditional love and know security in an embrace,
Or a smile,
To sleep with the peace of  angels and no demons…
That’s family
 
To always be foremost in someone’s eyes and thoughts.
No worthy request denied.
To never worry about a future unknown,
because the safety buffer was there….
That’s family
 
Bad behaviour forgiven, cruel words spoken with no regret.
Lies told to friends to impress,
and actions ever more bizarre and hostile.
Pushing away the love that binds them…..
That’s change.
 
To replace love with hate, respect with disdain.
Never explaining why or when this change happened.
No confidences exchanged, no kindness spoken.
Only cutting words and sharper looks……
That’s pain.
 
To feel impotent against the wave of animosity rising
and crashing against my heart.
To have no protection against the vitriol of antipathy
and to never understand why…….
That’s confusion.
 
A journey of parenthood decried and reduced to waste.
No conscience of causal effect.
Learning of lies about a childhood that exists only in their imagination.
Reducing love, loyalty and acceptance to valueless vapour….
That’s destruction.
 
Leaving behind all honesty, love, support and truth.
Closing all doors to a past that they have tainted  with delusion.
Reducing the heart of the forever lovegiver to bleak emptiness.
Never to see where faith and love were precious gifts given freely but rejected……
That’s abandonment

When the child you love, stabs you
yet tells the world that they are the one bleeding.
Lies ‘confessed’ to therapists 
become  the ‘healer’s truths…
That’s manipulation
 
To believe in a past of  fantasy and cobwebs of lies.
To have no empathy and only arrogance and jealousy with anyone in their path.
A sense of importance and a belief that they are unique but
with a distorted self image and a love of exploiting others…..
That’s Narcissism.