Do you see what you’ve made him?
Do you see what you made him do?
Don’t you see that you’ve broken him?
Don’t you see that it’s beyond repair?
Don’t you see what you’ve made me?
Don’t you see how you make me feel?
Don’t you know that I break easily?
Oh, I wish you would know
I wish you would know the pain that I go though
I wish you knew what it is like to be me
Oh, how I wish you knew that I love your son
I love him so much
But you made him do this
You made him into what he became
You’ve made him into the stranger that he’s become
That is not the person that I fell in love with
That is not the person I know
I fell in love with a person
Who was caring,
Smart,
Handsome
And always knew how to make me feel better
Are you happy with what you made him do?
Are you happy with everything you’ve done to him?
Are you happy that you’re breaking him?
Splitting him into tiny pieces
That even I can’t pick up?
Why couldn’t you just accept that your son loves me?
Why couldn’t you just see how much he loves me?
Did you not know how your son made me feel?
Why didn’t you know?
Your son would die for me ma’am
And truthfully
I would die for him too
Author notes
Entered in Contest: Options: Emotions. Option number six (6).
A contest entry
- Options: Emotions by Veeolin.
525 points, ended June 25, 2008, 41 entries
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