Depression?

22. Rain is just tears from the heavens

Once there was a girl
Whose tears caused all the rain.
Her mother was always angry
And thus she ran away.

Up in the sky
There was no one to make her sad,
But still the tears flowed,
And she always just felt bad.

No one seemed to care,
And others laughed in her tears.
Why were they happy,
Didn't they know she was there?

Then she saw her mother
Crying out in the rain,
"Oh where is my daughter?
God, please take away this pain".

She looked upon her mother
And silently she thought,
"Why does she bother?
She never loved me at all."

But if love was never there
Then why does she cry?
Why didn't she understand?
Why didn't she even try?

But watching her mother's tears
She thought they both could use a friend.
She came back down to earth,
And spoke with her mother once again.

"Please do not be angry
It was never meant to hurt.
I thought you never loved me
You were always just so curt."

But it mattered not that her daughter
had tried to explain,
For as soon as she saw her,
Her mother turned away.

In pain the daughter wandered
Back up into the sky,
And there she will remain
Until all living things die.

But what if instead of turning
The mother had understood?
What if the girl had stayed
And tried to make things good?

What do you think would've happened
If they had ever bothered to try?
Maybe it would be different
And they wouldn't have to cry.

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Growing up I would fight with my mother a lot. We never really got along. We always both got hurt but never confided in each other. Now, even though we're mostly over that, I accidentally bring it up. She doesn't like it. We never really made restitution, we kind of both silently agreed not to speak about it and forget. I still hurt inside though from all the things she did to me. I'm not angry at her anymore, just sad and in pain.