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

I find myself alone
In a peculiar disposition
A bio chemical accident
Leaves me in this condition

With a hat and dark glasses
Trench coat pulled up collar
To cover my misfortune
The lonely nightcrawler

Foot print in the grass
I walk without a shadow
In the descending dusk
Waiting for tomorrow

The dawn onset of shouting
And someone starts to scream
The pitch fork and shotgun
Are entering my dream

Hiding in the shadows
Making me seem smaller
They will come for me
The lonely nightcrawler

The Dufus Oompaloompa in Chief
Is nothing but a high-level thief.
He constantly lies and all he tries
Is a rich man’s version of relief.
He’s another rich guy on welfare.
He uses every ***** trick he can use
You see his crooked face everywhere;
He keeps his ugly mug in the news.

His morality is virtually nonexistent
He’s never been a commendable fellow.
And because he is truth-resistant
He’s a braggart, a liar and he’s yellow.
His life has been a study in selfishness,
He’s been a *******, a predator and crook.
His biography is an unreal literary mess.
As he has never liked going by the book.

Listening to him speak you can see
He is lying with almost every word.
He can’t interact with anyone honestly
You can’t believe a single word you heard.
Inside his head must be something like
A painting by Bosch or Salvatore Dali
Even if his head ends up on a pike
He’ll still be as bright as a collie!

A nother day.
C arelessly we go about.
C RASH!
I can only remember so much,
D ismayed, we all started to cry.
E verone will be O.K." They rushed.
N ightmares that leave me awake,
T hanking God, we are all alive.

I wish I had never gotten in the accident
I just lost control and crashed
I was into much of a rush

The speed never fazed me I didn't once flentch
The parts that impaled into my heart didn't harm me
I just wanted to escape and flee

My reality was skewed and vision blurred
If I only knew what his true intentions were
I wish I could go back and that the accident never occurred.

A constellation glimmers atop the pavement,
Shards scattered carelessly, violently,
eager to catch the headlight lamps.

A galaxy draws the eye as if to spare it
The twisted crush of steel and blood
Parked nose-first in the drainage ditch.

The gutter catches what remains,
Trenches carved through the lip
Where it chokes around the wreck.
It can't swallow fast enough to save
Some mystery, some dignified tragedy,
Leaving only something raw and lost.

I still have flashbacks
To the worst day of my life
And I remember my pounding heart
And the ambulance
And how scared I was
I don't try to forget these things
But I don't like to remember them either
I clearly remember the hospital
And how I almost threw up
They said family members only
And I was so scared to go back there
It was the scariest thing I've ever done
But it's over now
And I'm okay
We're all okay
Just a little different
A little older
The worst day of my life is over
And it's been reduced to "The Accident"
An awful lot of memories are in those two words