NRB adoption

A life created, and always hated
Poisoned in her mothers womb,
eventually took her to her tomb.
Little baby when she came.
Barley knowing her mother's name.
Flowers into a little girl,
when she realizes she is not the same.
A special gift is what she was.
A saddened spirit is all it does.
Floods of emptiness and at times afraid.
Acceptance of those who share her blood is what she craved.
To know her roots, is what she she dreams.
but in the night she often screams.
Hardly ever, fitting in.
she drinks too much as though she's a sin.
Her body fills with poison and never wakes.
Her soul in heaven, is what it takes.