A Mother's Love

My mother's love I could not find;
The hurt, the pain, the words unkind.
The hatred then, I now must know,
As on this backward trek I go.

Thoughts of death swirling in my life;
These feelings from past trial and strife.
Will she require my life today,
For disappointments then to pay?

The peace I seek, is this the way?
I struggle so, LORD-hear me pray.
Why is the road that lies ahead
Foreshadowed with such fear and dread?

From this dark place will I revive?
And find I want to stay alive?
To live and laugh with love again,
To find the past is not the end?