I know this must seem strange to you,
As I’d bet a lot of things about me do.
There’s just so much I want you to know,
And so much I want to know about you.

First, let me start by sharing something,
You are always in my heart, my thoughts, and my dreams.
Not a moment goes by without you in my mind,
For you I wish only the best of everything

What kinds of things make you very happy?
What kinds of things make you sad?
What kinds of things scare you and why?
And what kinds of things make you angry or mad?

You see, these are all things that a mother should know
Because she’s there every day watching her child grow
She doesn’t have to ask these questions like I do
But I ask, because I too need to know

I often wonder what you must think about me,
And why I’m not the mom I know I should be.
Then I get so sad and so scared inside
And I cry because if I were you I know I’d be mad at me.

There’s something else that I really must say,
And you need to know this, because this is what I pray;
Every time I talk to God I give thanks that
You were blessed with such a great dad in every kind of way.

Son, I love you and I’m so very proud of you,
And of the person you are, and the things that you do
I haven’t been there nearly as much as I should
And that’s my fault, it’s not because of you.

Sometimes when I think of you, it’s very late at night
I think, “What’s my baby dreaming of and was his day alright?”
I wonder what you had for dinner, and if you remembered to brush your teeth
And  then I wish you were here so I could kiss you goodnight.

So tell me my son, what makes you happy,
And what sorts of things make you sad?
What kinds of things scare you and why?
And what kinds of things make you angry or mad?

Throughout life, we get told to follow our hearts
To do what we love best,
To be who we wanna be,
but we always get judged
& we start to back down.
We become this thing,
this person,
that we DON'T want to be.
So,
Don't back down.
Stand up and do what you wanna do.
Figure out what lights your fire and then chase that match.
Because only then, will you find out who you really are
& be happy at the same time. (:

I am*…
A beat without a sound
A stray without a pound
A flower without the ground
A person without the noun
A girl who believes in men
A writer without a pen
A solider who's off to battle, without a country to defend
A moment without a stage
A book without a page
A innocent man who's on the run without a cop to start the chase
A verdict without a case
A puzzle without the maze
A smile of given defeat, without the sour face
Water without the vase
A crime without the trace
Blood that doesn't stain
A scar without the pain
Circus lion who isn't tamed
A man who's in the mirror...without looking the same
A color that's black and white
A blind man who can read and write
An image of your sunny day...that's an illusion of your figment night...

But wait!
I've come to an conclusion...

Im An ill mind not willing to listen, who's thoughts are reminiscing..about a past life when the good rules and his golden heart wasn't missing....even without his illusions...but I walk in a realist dream?...Is this life really...all an illusion?
-Dougie Simp #LostLoveWriter