I am a son
lost in addiction
my mind betrays me
telling me things
I don't want to hear
things I know aren't true
panic and fear
I plan so the ones
near me won't know
but they do
no place to hide
they hear my slurred words
looking forward
to my secret time
at last a drink a drug
then remorse and guilt
making everything worse
destroying me a cell at a time
sinking down depressed
my family floats away
my friends as well
I will lose everything
struggling in my haze
why can't I say
I need help I have a problem
there are so many who love me
many to help me many I need
so much good in my life
I am a valuable human being
so much to lose
my pain their pain
I will get free of this
they need me
july 23 1993
a son murdered
in cold blood
a wonderful life
taken by fate
a family shaken
to its roots
somehow you go on
left behind
years of tears
to wash
away the pain
unanswered questions
why why why
finally you begin
to remember his life
and why you miss
him so much
things you learned about
in the days after his death
revealing to you
why so many will miss
him so much
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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