February 11, 2009

A Mother's Guilt

by JD Haywood

Guilt surrounds me like a shroud
Holding in the stench of death
The death of dreams…the death of innocence
I'm suffocating

They were supposed to be safe
That was my job
To be loved, cherished and protected
The right of every child
My choices, my failures
Created their nightmare
How can I live with that?


Post a Comment