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A MOTHERS NIGHTMARE
YOU CAME FROM MY BODY ,YOU CAME FROM MY ARMS
YOU DELIGHTED ME GROWING,WITH YOUR WIT AND YOUR CHARMS
YOU SEEMED TO LEAD A NORMAL LIFE, WITH HOPES AND DREAMS YOU SEEMED TO STRIFE
THEN A DIFFERENCE OVER CAME YOU,YOUR NEGATIVE VIEWS
YOUR ABILITY TO SHUN US
YOUR FEELINGS AND BLUES
YOU TURNED FROM AN HONEST TRUSTWORTHY SON
TO A THIEF AND A LIAR ALL ROLLED INTO ONE
I HOLD MY BREATH I SO WANT YOU BACK
BUT SOMETHING LOVES YOU MORE AND THEY CALL IT CRACK
IT ENVELOPES YOUR BODY
TAKES OVER YOUR MIND
IT MAKES THE ONCE PASSIVE FOLLOW THE LIFE OF CRIME
IT TAKES OVER YOUR SENSES
YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS
AND MAKES US ALL HELPLESS
WILL IT EVER END
WILL I BE THAT MOTHER
WHO BURIES HER SON
WILL THE DEMON IN YOU
BE THE ONE THATS WON
IF THERE BE A GOD
MY LIFE I WOULD TAKE
TO SAVE YOURS FROM HELL
NO CRYING HE MAKES
MY MIND IS SCRAMBLING
FOR WORDS TO ESCAPE ME
TO MAKE YOU REALIZE HOW BROKE MY HEART MAY BE
I CAN'T GET TO YOUR BRAIN
OR MAKE YOU COME BACK
YOUR FAMILY NOW BELONGS
TO A DRUG CALLED CRACK
IF YOU FEEL A SPARK OF WANTING OUT OF YOUR HELL
AND A PART OF YOUR SELF CRIES DEEP FROM THE WELL THE CLIMB WILL BE SLOW, THE LADFER STEEP
THE PAIN IMMENSE,THE DAYS YOU WILL WEEP
BUT AT THE TOP,YOUR MOTHER YOU'LL SEE
AND I WILL HAVE BACK MY SON ,MY WHOLE FAMILY
Gosh ~ this is such a sad, but beautiful poem, and while reading it I just wished that it would work for you... It did!
This is a very moving poem in that it shows the helplessness of parents when their offspring(s) goes off the rails. I am sure that all parents who read this poem will wish that it never happens to them and children who goes off the rails however minor will also understand the pain and heartache that they cause their parents. I see this as a real life poem.
What a beautiful, beautiful piece of work. You can feel the desperation and angst dripping from your words, marvelous job.
donna, your poem strikes straight to the heart and I know that the secert is between a mothers tears and a woman in love. Days will go by and years will follow,hopefully the tears will be of joy and not sadness. We must deal with the issues of today and deal with patching a hole that is made. Only a love so strong can manage through the tuff times. With you sharing your poetry to others, makes me believe that not only have I walk alone, there are others who have walked that path. If it takes to our last breath we must remain strong for the ones we love. Thanks for being a wonderful mother and a poet who carries a beautiful pen. I will enjoy reading more of your work in the future. love forever catt
Donna, This struck a nerve. It is so terrible a trail to see them about-face from this child we knew. I wish you strength and hope. He is learning something, perhaps how not to give in, what it does. Nothing is lost. Take heart.