Where did she go?

 
Sometimes we cling onto love with boundless hope…
Oblivious to the wretchedness of the reality  existing.
Memories of a child loved beyond credence and pivotal to personal existence,
Where lack of resources never diminished the cornucopia of love felt and given her
From childish innocence to Sociopathic, narcisistic, adulthood…
Opinion always talks of ‘Mothers’ narcissism..no one talks of  daughters…
A transition so slow that it becomes imperceivable…almost…
Her own love withers and she seeks centre stage…always…
Proselyting her whole being into a manufactured fiction
where she ‘discloses’ a  childhood of   emotional abuse…..
Untrue, undeserved and destructive.
Her mind obsessed and perverted by jealous anger for a younger sibling.
Her reason diminished and influenced herself by loving a damaged  soul
Who has no love for her but demands she be damaged like him…
All  my memories held of motherly love now destroyed..always
A chasm now so wide that it can never be bridged
Remembering a child with love  now -as though she died…..
Died when still she could recognise her Mother loved her beyond love….
All that is left now is to wonder ‘ where did she go?’……..