Flesh and Blood

He is my flesh and blood For we are forever connected Troubled from birth, he knows no peace He dreams of a normal life Yet instead he is forced to live in constant pain When I look in to his eyes I see his beautiful soul For he is slowly drowning With every passing day he loses strength I want to save him, but I can’t imagine how I sit on the sidelines, watching the world pass him by I live in constant fear and sorrow For he is my flesh and blood Wondering will this boy ever be free Such a gifted and caring person His brain his very own prison He has never harmed anyone so why is he condemned to live the live he lives? He wants to be normal He DREAMS of being happy He is my flesh He is my blood I wonder everyday if today is the day that we must part I have never loved someone Who I hate just as much The bruises always fade The hysteria always clams Injuries heal But my heart will forever always be scarred…