Dumped and deserted

I am not your child anymore.
I am no longer your daughter,
or your first child, the one who
is as smart as you,
your little girl.

I am now a weight, the anchor
weighing you down.
I am the burden of your days,
needing small amounts of money
you don’t want to share.

I was the hand with the match
to relit our flame you left to die.
I was the desperate fight for the bond
you shoved off your plate.
Abandoned.

I am now wasted money and
too worthless to accost.
I am useless to you.
I am in the past.
We are done.

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