Indignant

Indignant am I My Life on the Line Through self inflections of my Dope sick addictions Raping my soul Unable to recover Failure as a mother Spinning out of control No place to go No one to hold As an abuser I have no hope for the future Needing a hand But I have not a friend My hateful demise has pushed them aside Ashamed of my choices Ridiled with guilt My children at risk Hurt and broken Loving me still Oh, what I give to be free from of all my ill's For the Love of God to find his way Back to this dope sick mother Desperation of his blessings To be forgiving For I am his child, and I need him to come into my life. For I am not ready to die Just to recover