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Jun 2018
How can a mother express the hurt and sadness and feeling of guilt when they took her baby boy away, no such expression could remotely describe the burning of her heart the fear she feels for him every single day.
Imagining her son locked in a cage like a beast and knowing deep down in her heart he is her frightened baby behind that masquerade. Laying awake at night imagining how he feels knowing he wants to burst out in tears and come home to his momma. He's been stereotyped as if he murdered his best friend but you see on that horrible night my son was trying to pull his best friend back in the window and missed a sharp curve lost in daze of confusion he goes in between a pole and a flower bed and sadly his best friend was hanging out the window and his body struck the pole ,  killing him instantly . We lost more than his best friend that night we lost one to death and the other left with the horrid memory of the accident that took his friends life and in the reality it took my son's as well and right along with his momma as I lost two boys and my world fell to pieces .
©kimmied1105
That night changed our lives forever
Written by
Kim Essary
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