Being born into a family
the child so in need of love,
Finds themselves in the house of hell
where need just isn't enough.
They open their eyes and find this day
each day filled with pain,
And it often blinds this little angel
unable to see love along the way.
But love is not only found in the home,
it is everywhere but beware
of the direction you roam.
For their are those who feed on this pain,
one's who will take you
and you find you're in hell once again.
Are you unhappy and unable to see,
then to find the love you so crave and need.
Message me and let my wings
fold about you this day,
and with all my love and strength
I will help you find your way.
You see within your reflection
the pain from the past,
I see a young lady
that has love that forever lasts.
You refuse to let those
who truly care get close,
and in doing this you remain lost
and this you must know.
Look about yourself today and truly see,
is the direction you chose
giving you what you so need.
Or have you found yourself
still lost in time,
where the one who took you out of hell
carries his own hell along the line.
When you look into the mirror
when your are on drugs today,
it refuses you to see
that young lady for it blinds you this day.
Try looking when you are free
of the drugs within,
and know its never too late
to begin again.
Do you want happiness
and freedom from drugs,
you want to find your place in this world
where there is truest of love.
Then honey you have to leave
your past and go this day,
find the nearest women's shelter
it is never too late.
I hear you have a son or a daughter
that has been taken away,
because of the way you
are conducting yourself today.
The child of your blood
raised by others honey cant you see,
you are the mother with the love
he so very much needs.
Now do you want that mirror
to smile back with pride,
do you truly want to see
this through your own eyes.
Then know this day
help is within reach you see,
take my hand today
and tell hell it has to leave.
Let not one more day bring you down,
let not another use you
let no more abuse come around.
Reach out and know
it is within your hands,
to rid yourself of all yesterdays
and honey today take a stand.
Author notes
You are the angel who so need to guidance to find your way and honey you so need to know it is never too late . Pushe away the drugs that caused you this pain from your parents indeed and stop for a moment and trulty see .That to take of tghe drugs your children will feel this pain for to continue you become the parents who abuses your child again and again . Reach beyond what your life was given you see and to know your children will be loved as you should have been because you are drug free .
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to the person whom this poem is written for
well, i can tell u from experience, that you will lose your child if u do not turn your life around. its not a game.i lost my kids due to circumstances, and when this happens you lose yourself, and all the drugs, alcohol, and even the man u feel u love now, you will begin to hate him. then your world will become dark n grey because you dont know where your child is, and u miss your child, and you are no longer able to see that child grow up.Then regret and self punishment will kick in.Then one day your child will find you, and the realization of all the time lost will haunt you with depression and guilt, and u will no longer be the person you are today, or even wanted to be. You can always find another man, but you can never replace your children. The sad thing about it is, from her comment below it seems to me as if she doesnt care because she has grown used to it as a norm because of the lifestyle she herself was given. therefore it is equal permission to give the same to her child. But you cannot excuse your mistakes on your parents once you become the parent who already knows better. I say : keep on playing this 'game' of life with your child, because one day it will bite you in the ass and u will sit on regret................................................laugh now, regret later. and regret is not worth the pain. have fun now, because it will only be short term. reality will hit u one day.......................
as for the poem, very lovely poem, choppy at times, and misspelling going on a bit, but your over all poem and image conveyed is wonderful. keep writing. you are great at it!!
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You tell it sister. Young people need to hear this.
Paul
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a wonderful write my friend you are all poetrys agony aunt alway there to guide with advice and love thank you for sharing
maralisa
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You are such a tender hearted and lovingly selfless person Patty! God Bless you for always having a kind word to those in need!
Much love,
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Really good with a message much needed by too many unfortunately!
Hugs, Moon
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You are a one woman help line Patty, fantastic poem and very appropriate in the culture of today.
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thank you for the poem most of my pain comes from my past and it pains me that my baby is not here but i have stop the cutting and slowwed done on my smoking i live with my babys daddy and have been living with him since i was 18 years old and i couldnt be more happy well i can when my baby comes home we had a welcome home party last night thats why i was drinking and doing pot but thats it i dont do it all the time trust me its not my thing once in a while i get froggy and leep if you know what i mean but thats ok sometimes my dad did it all the time 24/7 365 thats why i turd out the way i did think you for the lovelly poem it made me happy and sad at the same time
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please see the following comment above
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I don't know why I was compelled to pick this particular piece to read. I am glad I did. It moved me. Not in a way you may think, but it reminds me of the reason I wrote "Letter to My Brother" I pray daily for my sister to push away from the drugs and find herself again. This was beautiful and such a perfect way to write it.
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Exactly! It pains me to think of all those children from broken homes whose dreams of being loved have been shattered. I do believe that we can start anew and wipe away the pains that have given us such grief....sometimes that is the only chance.
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