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"MY SON"
My son was doomed from the start, Born a victim of drug/alcohol abuse, His mother who has shown no heart, To this day continues the use, The law says I cannot touch her, or harm her in any way, For the pain he continues suffer, yet forever shall he pay, he suffers the afflictions of, add, adhd, and attachment disorder, hearing voices in his head, they tell him to do bad things, that make him wish he were dead, I have found him banging his head, To make the voices go away, I believe it should be a right, for one parent to kill another, I would kill that cunt at first sight, She is not deserving the name of "mother", My son is now in residential care, Trying to shake the voices that he hears, wondering why mommy is not there, to kiss him goodnight or tuck him in these last few years, he feels abandoned that she just up and ran, as though it were his fault she ran away, but that's too much for a boy of 4 to take, so he takes it out on everyone each day, I feel the hurt that he holds inside, With his parentally inflicted pain, A physical thing he cannot hide, For I know I have felt the same, I love my boy with all my heart, And cry for him each night, I miss him now that were apart, And pray that he's alright.
Author: KB |
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