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Ties That Bind

YOU'VE GOT TO BE MISTAKEN, YOU MUST BE WRONG!!! I cried so hard, for so long Only seven, I’m too young to be an orphan I remember it, as if it were like yesterday When they took me down to the parlor To identify my parents’ bodies Here today, gone tomorrow Less good than bad examples I did follow No someone in my life to give me unconditional care Until he came along, such a dear But like all the others, expectations he had And as would a horror movie, it all went bad PUSH!!! It’s as if I was looking down on my body Was that my imagination or the nurse screaming at me More miraculous things have been known to happen As I slowly drift back to reality Is that a baby, whose is he? HAPPY TWENTIETH!!! They shouted Another birthday another year Being a single mother has its wear and tear Days turn into weeks, then into months and years As I watched my restless juvenile, turn my aspirations into fears GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, YOU ARROGANT FOOL!!! The cops were here again today, I thought you were in school I’m tired of them always, giving me the third degree I’ll rather get rid of you Than you causing the death of me. So with the trials of passing times Her health begins to fade But she could not forget about him Because he was her child And he will always be a part of her Body, soul and mind Entered in the "TORMENTED - Poetry Contest" Sponsored by: Nathan D.

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Date: 3/5/2016 9:19:00 PM
wow :( heartbreaking the steps of life, but sometimes you have to do what you have to do. They are still our children but can not allow them to make the same mistake over and over. Good write, Carlene, a 7. Welcome to Soup with open arms we greet you <3 Hugs Eve
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/14/2016 8:01:00 PM
Thanks Eve.......written from my own life, but some of it is fiction.
Date: 3/2/2016 12:32:00 AM
Check out my latest poem.
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Date: 2/29/2016 8:10:00 AM
This is indeed tormented. You captured it well. A movingpieceof art.
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:13:00 AM
Thank you Richard.
Date: 2/29/2016 7:10:00 AM
- A wonderful and touching poems, Carlene - Thanks for sharing your deep feelings - Luck in contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:13:00 AM
Thanks for your comment Anne-Lise :), much appreciated
Date: 2/28/2016 5:03:00 PM
I have been there Carlene, with my own child who I had to raise alone so I can truly relate. Though they are a part of you sometimes you have to perform tough live for their own good. This is a very good poem. Blessings Carl
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:11:00 AM
'Tough Love' indeed Carl!
Date: 2/27/2016 3:59:00 PM
truly you have described a horrible torment. To love and hate a child at the same time. I think it happens more than some people can imagine. Great entry for this type of contest.
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:10:00 AM
It does happen more often than we think Andrea.
Date: 2/27/2016 8:59:00 AM
I started to well up at the thought of 7 and losing your parents....well thought out piece Carlene
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:08:00 AM
Nooooo!, never was ment to make you cry Tim
Date: 2/27/2016 1:21:00 AM
Carlene, well expressed, on the torment that is. I think this is one of the best I read in this contest so far. It's a deep and emotional move... wishing you the best in the contest. LINDA
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Carlene Simpson
Date: 3/2/2016 12:08:00 AM
Thanks Linda
Date: 2/26/2016 11:21:00 PM
Emotional indeed......i wrote this one more than a decade ago,.... was going thru some stuff and saw it, and it brought back memories....
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