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…
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