My Dear Son

Dear son, I feel your pain, I feel your hurt
your so-called father treats you like dirt.
He’s abused you and caused you so much pain
it breaks my heart, I feel insane
knowing it’s my fault he’s your dad.
I wish I’d left him long ago, maybe if I had,
I could’ve saved you pain and heartache.
I should’ve been stronger for your sake.
Please forgive me for failing to protect you.
Forgive me son, for taking his abuse too.
I should’ve stood up to that hate-filled man,
if only I knew then that I can…
I CAN make it on my own, I CAN
protect my kids from that evil man.

You were my first born and brought me so much joy.
You had the cutest smile as a little boy.
I’m so sorry your dad turned your smile to a frown,
he stole your joy, beat you and put you down.
I’ve tried to make up for all the abuse,
but at times I feel like it’s just no use.
That man has damaged you beyond repair.
Seeing you so hurt, I cry to the Lord in despair,
“Lord, please help my son, take away the pain,
let him see that he has so much to gain
if he just gives his broken heart to You.
You will heal it and make it brand new.”

Son, you will have brighter days
I’m here for you and love you always.
God is with us to get us through
the hard times and heartache too.
All I ask is for your forgiveness
and you will see your life God will bless.
He will give you peace of mind,
joy in your heart you will find.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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The Heavy Hearted Poet Avatar
April 22, 2013 at 7:52 AM
This is so sad. I can't imagine how you feel, but it seems you are the only anchor your son has. Stay strong for him. He will love you and forgive you because what you feel is real and he can see that. He can see your good heart. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.
Ozuna Avatar
May 6, 2013 at 1:14 PM
Thank you for your kind words, Valerie. My son forgave me for being weak when I was married to his dad and he thanks me for getting us all away from the chaos his dad created for us. God keeps me strong to be the only parent to my kids.
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