If My Tears

If My Tears

A Poem by Frieda P
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for my son...♥♥

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If only every last one of my tears could save you
if I could take away your pain and angst you know I would quicker than a mothers heart beats I'd protect you from your unkind self & harsh realities,
give you every last ounce of my courage til I bled
time has taken away your youthful innocence playing in dark recesses of your reckless mind as you took that dark road down self destruction
I watched you grow into a strong man now I look at you a broken child again
there are no band-aids, no quick fix solutions
to cover these wounds you've self afflicted
if my tears could only take away your fears you'd have the sole sweet guidance of light
I watch you flounder in the dark without the promise of hope I'd give anything for you to be that untainted little boy again safe upon my knee where I could protect you from life's brutality If I could, I'd give my very last breath for you to see your way through there's nothing I wouldn't do, yet still I know I can't protect you this is your fight of a lifetime and I can only pray on bended knee I instilled in you enough fortitude and tenacity to find your own way

© 2013 Frieda P


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This is so tough for a parent to go through. The worry alone if your child will find strength to beat back the gale winds of a tempting world. I went through this with my son. He at 18 became an angry alcoholic also hooked on under the counter pills. He was raised in a religious home with me and his step mother but we couldn't stop him from moving into my ex-wife's home where there were no rules. The good news after several years of tears and prayers I got him to move back near me and he gave all of that up and turned his life back over to the lord. His life has gotten better every day. Now we are asking god to send the right woman into his life.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks M.G. this is a tough one to come back to as it's still an ongoing struggle, good to know ther.. read more
Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Now we are working on our middle daughter. She's a tougher nut to crack.



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I just found this Beautiful write and could be filled with tears but choose not to.
Instead I am choosing to share my sincere heart of this write in hopes that there maybe some real truth and light to shed on all this sorrow.

It is this : Yes I agree I see the helplessness that AmandaN sees. I see the torn wrenched Mother who is telling her Son she would die for him and that she is suffering watching him suffer and and that she has done everything she can think of and can not do anything to help, but only watch and that he must now fix himself alone.
I see completely how any Mother would feel this way. But, I wonder... What guidance and hope is there through the mindset of helplessness? Doesn't that only strengthen the helplessness.

Is there another windows view that could be of strength and light?
Does sharing sorrow and helplessness really help? What are we really teaching? I question everything now a days. I believe we have been taught and programmed too many things.It's time we help each other rise and know who we are. We are not victims ! We are the writers of our own script.
Let us help each other write the book of life as it should be.
Knowing who we really are.

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is so tough for a parent to go through. The worry alone if your child will find strength to beat back the gale winds of a tempting world. I went through this with my son. He at 18 became an angry alcoholic also hooked on under the counter pills. He was raised in a religious home with me and his step mother but we couldn't stop him from moving into my ex-wife's home where there were no rules. The good news after several years of tears and prayers I got him to move back near me and he gave all of that up and turned his life back over to the lord. His life has gotten better every day. Now we are asking god to send the right woman into his life.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Thanks M.G. this is a tough one to come back to as it's still an ongoing struggle, good to know ther.. read more
Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Now we are working on our middle daughter. She's a tougher nut to crack.
Heart wrenching . You perfectly capture the helplessness that we feel sometimes as parents

Posted 11 Years Ago


What we would give to take away the hurt from our children... A beautiful, sensitive poem drilled with such love only a mother can know. You touched my heart.

Posted 11 Years Ago


We never really can see it from our parents' perspective...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Ahh only a mother knows .... We wish we could cleave the horrors of life away from them. We feel the pain of knowing we can't. Beautiful words for your Son. I am sure if he is half as strong as you are he will manage. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I wish my mom was this sympathetic to what I am going through. You wrote this so well and I loved this part:
I watched you grow into a strong man now I look at you a broken child again
there are no band-aids, no quick fix solutions
to cover these wounds you've self afflicted

Posted 11 Years Ago


This touched me, I instantly thought of my brother. I loved it, I can feel your love.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Such a heart felt words. It can be hard to just let our children find their way but know we must.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This poem made me cry. In someway I felt this way and prayed and wished for the best. Stay strong.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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