Dear Pain

Dear Father and mother, I do see the tears and blood streaming down your face And I wish I could say Something Anything But I am afraid If I start, I won’t stop Every pre-conceived notion Made up angers Made up issues All of them Will rush forward And create a real divide And there will never be Enough ways to say Sorry Enough Tears to cry Enough Laughs or Lies To fill it up The crack will widen and never again will we be family I am unwanted Loved but despised every label, award, point lost never reached – always expected What can I do? every promise, every breath a constant reminder a failure