Exits

[Rainmkr65]

I enter this world with bitter sweet,

The form that held me began to weep.

Quite sure it was right but hard to do,

I wonder if she misses me too.

 

She could have gone a different way,

With guilt that would have stayed.

I, instead, allowed to play,

Never knowing of her pain.

 

A blessing and a curse, knowing not,

Much like wondrous things I forgot.

Growing up as a substitute child

Craving love no matter how mild.

 

I was lucky; I know it’s true

My other mother loved me too.

But again, she was called away,

I cry when love ends that way.

 

Twenty years on, I built this life,

Enduring mistakes and loving my wife.

Yet again, it’s hard to take,

Another life she wanted to make.

 

So, I sit here with myself,

Trying to imagine what I felt.

Watching her go, with my dreams in tow,

And the secrets I did and did not know.

 

Never feeling a negative thought

But attempting ownership of my faults.

Quite sure I am right but hard to do,

I wonder will she miss me too.

 

RM 9/2008

[Disturbed]

that is amazing.