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| THE CHILD |
| THE EYES OF A CHILD ARE WHAT I DREAM OF THEIR PASSION FOR HUGS AND UNCONDITIONAL LOVE IN HIS EYES, HE SEE'S ALL THAT IS GOOD KNOWING WHAT I FEEL IS MIS-UNDERSTOOD I LOVE THE CHILD WITH EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART BELIEVING THAT THE LOVE WOULD KEEP US FROM BEING APART THE THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED, AND THINGS I HAVE DONE TORE APART THAT CHILD, EVIL HAD WON HIS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE WAS JUST NOT ENOUGH I LURKED AMONGST BAD, AND DONE EVIL STUFF I LOST ALL I HAD AND HELD DEAR TO MY SOUL I FELL THROUGH THAT DARK AND BURNING HOLE I TRIED VERY HARD TO PULL MYSELF THROUGH I FELT MY HEART TUG, WHAT WAS I TO DO? I STRUGGLED AND HELD ON TO SOME FORM OF HOPE WONDERING HOW ON EARTH I WAS GOING TO COPE! I REMEMBERED THE LOVE AND THE TIMES WE HAD FUN BUT THAT DIDN'T STOP ME, I TURNED AWAY FROM MY SON I DID MANY THINGS TO PUT SHAME UPON MYSELF BUT NOT TO HIM, I WAS HIS, AND BELONGED TO NO-ONE ELSE I LET HIM DOWN AND TURNED MY BACK BUT HIS LOVE WAS STRONG AND NEVER LACKED HE WOULD ASK ME QUESTIONS AND TRY TO UNDERSTAND HOW COULD MOMMY LEAVE HIM FOR SOMETHING SO BLAND? HE HAS NO COMPREHENSION OF THE MIND THAT'S ON DRUGS ALL HE WANTED WAS MOMMIES WARM AND GENTLE HUGS AS I LET HIM DOWN AN HIS HEART BROKE EVEN MORE IT WAS MYSELF THAT I BEGAN TO DEPLORE I USED THAT AS AN EXCUSE TO GET DEEPER INVOLVED I FELT LIKE DRUGS WAS MY ONLY RESOLVE I COULD HAVE FOUGHT HARDER FOR THE LOVE OF MY SON BUT I LOST THE BATTLE FOR EVIL HAD WON I FIGHT BACK BITTER TEARS FOR ALL I HAVE LOST AND WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SON, AND WHAT DRUGS HAD COST BUT AS TIME WENT ON AND MY POWER GOT STRONG I SLOWELY CREPT BACK TO THE ARMS WHERE I BELONGED WITH TIME UNDER MY BELT AND MORE THAN A YEAR NOW CLEAN MY SON AND I CAN ONCE AGAIN DREAM I HAVE STILL GOT A LONG ROAD TO GO BUT TOGETHER MY SON AND I WILL GROW I'M AGAIN BUILDING THE BRIDGES THAT WERE ALL TORE DOWN AGAIN MY SON SMILES AND DOESN'T FROWN SO THIS IS TO THE ONE'S THAT MATTER MOST IN MY HEART I'M BEGINNING AGAIN, GOD GAVE ME A BRIGHT NEW START AS HE RUNS UP TO MOMMY WITH THOSE OUTSTRECHED ARMS I WONDER WHY I HAD TO PUT HIM THROUGH SO MUCH HARM HE HAS GIVEN ME THE FAITH TO REMEMBER THE PAST AND THE HOPE AND SERENTITY TO MAKE EVERY DAY LAST LISA K PARKER 02/19/2003 |
| TO GET TO MY OTHER LINKS ABOUT ME AND MY LIFE JUST GO HOME |
| When I was on drugs it was my children I hurt the most. I wish and pray that I could take back all the bad things I had done. Sometimes I wonder can I ever make things right again. I doubt that but I hope that I can rectify them in some way. As of now only time will tell. |
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