Medicine

What's a young boy supposed to do without a dad

Who do I go to when stuff gets bad

I was a kid you were my inspiration 

You were a father but the drug was your motivation

 

No one taught me how to play ball 

You never fed me so I could be strong and tall

I wish you could teach me how to pick myself up after shattering falls

But you were too busy falling on needles 

 

It's just medicine right pa?

Well why was I the one getting sicker then 

Why does a son have to lose his closet friend

When I become a father will I falter as well 

 

The very thought of it makes me feel like hell

The worst part is through the strangling abandonment 

I can feel my heart kick start into forgiveness 

Every time I start to miss you dad 

 

Which is all the time, I know you don't deserve it 

But the past is irrelevant

if we can spend the rest of these days as friends

minus the medicine, sincerely forever your kid

Author's Note

Reviews

[ms. barrie]

I visited this before Well as other's new writes...I tend to refrain
From reviewing right away though because I need and want the words, etc
To posses my senses for a while.

This very much resonated within me....too much, even though
For me, it's of course from a daughter's perceptive.

Parental emotional abandonment, abuse leaves holes in children's souls
And most likely, sets the stage for the choices (some detrimental)
In the types of relationships we later get involved in.

You depicted one's feelings of longings, questioning what
Did one do...etc. despite it all, willing to forgive them extremely well, Closed Eyes..
With your amazing choice words...And flow.

The last three stanzas are my favorite...they cut deep
Haunting one. Brilliant, poignant write.
You definitely have a unique, brilliant style!
Keep writing & Thanks for sharing! :)