My Son
17 years old and I finally lost my son
Two years down the drain by the words "im done"
Sitting here plotting murders, swearing to the creater of the sun
The smiles and the laughter, to hell with the fun
17 years old and I finally lost my son
I have done nothing but love him, what have I done
I made a mistake early, but thought I was okay
Wrapped up with the fact she was pregnant, she then controlled what I say
Never knew these things would happen, never knew I would live this day
Lost my little boy, never wanted it to end this way
I made a mistake early, but thought it was okay
Wrapped up in the fact that she was pregnant, now there's nothing left to say
I miss the times we used to play, I als remember your feet
The long nights when you were sick and the long playful days in the heat
We used to roam around, sit in the park and watch cars on the street
You made me mad and also happy, with us there was no defeat
I miss the time we used to play, I also remember you and your feet
The long nights when you were sick and the long playful days in the heat
I will forever love you, the sparkle in your eye
Everyday I grow sadder, a little piece of me dies
The softness of your touch, as on me your body lies
All your cute little laughs and even your high pitch cries
I will forever love you, the sparkle in your eyes
Everyday I grow sadder, a little piece of me dies.
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