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I want my baby boy
This pain I swear is starting to be to much
To bare,
Each day that passes my heart breaks even
More.
I want my son back this just so isn’t fair
My mind keeps thinking about how someone else
Gets to hold my child.
But not just that they are getting to watch him
Grow.
I want to see him , hold him and tell him how much
Mommy loves him.
The connection a mother and child have, I feel is
Being stolen from me.
The mess up I did I cannot take back, but how am
I suppose to prove that I’m A good mom,
When I haven’t even gotten the chance to bring my
Little guy home.
My heart is truly broken and my soul is lost.
There is only one way for me to every be okay,
And that’s to have my child with me where he belongs.
To bare,
Each day that passes my heart breaks even
More.
I want my son back this just so isn’t fair
My mind keeps thinking about how someone else
Gets to hold my child.
But not just that they are getting to watch him
Grow.
I want to see him , hold him and tell him how much
Mommy loves him.
The connection a mother and child have, I feel is
Being stolen from me.
The mess up I did I cannot take back, but how am
I suppose to prove that I’m A good mom,
When I haven’t even gotten the chance to bring my
Little guy home.
My heart is truly broken and my soul is lost.
There is only one way for me to every be okay,
And that’s to have my child with me where he belongs.
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