Erika Koenig-Workman

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Think this was not suppose to happen to me


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Heard myself say out loud


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Endeavoured to be a good wife and mother


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Am an artist a woman who cared for you


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Hope you will remember I tried my best to love


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Don't know what else I am ‘cuz I was not told


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Remember faint memories none of it added up


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Think this might mean something in the long run


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Really wanted it all to be okay for the five of us


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Ask your forgiveness I accept the process of healing


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See that it is a strange world open to interpretation


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Say it's okay that in the end everything will be clear


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See that the mirror is a false image for now


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Know that the day will come and all will be righted


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Am sorry I hurt you