I am only doing the best I can
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Mom, Dad
Mom, Dad- I'm Sorry.
I'm not supposed to be where I am.
Mom, Dad- I'm Sorry.
I snuggle my baby boy
My breast no longer nourishes him
I feed him his milk from a cup
He's full now but is that enough?
Mom, Dad- I'm Sorry.
I cannot make it on my own.
Mom, Dad- I'm Sorry.
You raised me right,
You did your best.
What happens next
We can only guess.
My daughter cries
In the middle of the night.
I pick her up,
I hold her tight.
She throws up
And I clean up.
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
My life is in distress
And I am a mess
Does it hurt you
I can only guess?
I told you news
Maybe I should have kept to myself.
Words like these seem so final
But I promise you guys
I will take care of us.
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
I need your help
Can't do this alone
The word is scary
and my life is hairy
I thought I had it all taken care of
But I know now
I am not where I am
Supposed to be
No don't whoas me!
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
I'll take care of this I promise.
Three babies depend on me and
You raised me to be a strong woman
That I'll be
I'll give back to you
What else can I promise you?
Oh, no.
Words.
Words are just words.
But for real.
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
Stage 0 isn't the end
I'm so lucky I still have friends
They will be there
Even if it is not fair
to them.
It'll all be over soon
I'll be back to my old moon.
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
Thirty-One and three kids later.
I should be better able
But I'm not and I have done my best
What happens next
Is only a guess.
Mom, Dad- Thank you.
Baby cries
I might sigh
It might sound mean
When I scream
I am only doing the best I can
With what I have
My three babies mean the world
For them I have taken more than I probably should
I want to be
a family
I want to be
free
My apron strings are loosening.
I told him all these things.
My little girl wakes up again.
I put her back to sleep once more.
I look back and then
Realize all the shut doors.
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
I am doing my best this time to do it right.
Won't give up without a fight.
You know I'm strong.
Never meant to do you wrong.
I could leave and do this on my own.
But you are my world and my home.
And so until you say
Otherwise
I'll be here
Surprise
Doing my best
No matter what others think
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
I hope I did not disappoint you.
I hope you are proud of me.
The things I do.
I hope you see.
But still.
Sometimes I think I should be more
and standing tough
On my own floor
and for that I say
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
I love you both
Hang in there tight.
We love you with all our might.
This isn't a silly rhyme to me
But something from reality.
Wish I was more than I am
But who you made me
DAMN
I know how proud, how you see
But for everything still,
Mom, Dad- I'm sorry.
Give me time
I'll make it right.
Eventually I will shine
Brighter than the moonlight.
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No apologies, dearest.
Consequences aside.
Your life, your decisions, your whathaveyous...those are yours.
And they love you. As you love them.
The good and the bad.
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