I nudge it gently, with my toe to see if it is still alive, this thing in a heap at my feet that refuses to die.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

the truth



The truth is not
just what you see
it is not what I have come
to rely upon or believe

My truth is that
we have been sick
with fighting
and posturing and
nit-picking fits

With screaming and breaking
ranting and raving
with throwing and punching
clawing at saving

Our home has been damaged our children as well
nothing is left without a scar
we lived in a limbo - land of hell

From the drinking
the drugs
the lies that were told
we now have a boy that has become
old
and
bold

Like father like son I repeat in my head
incensed that my child
would join the living dead

4 comments:

jiggins said...

Ah Cat. Your heart sings this song. I am sending you all the energy in form of positive rays of light - you are deserving of so much more - you and your family will be better soon. Breathe deep and be grateful for the health and life that is your family.

Michael said...

Good to hear you Cat, sometimes I guess its hard in life to see the "bigger picture" of it all, my nice Buttercup has gone way off the safe path just lately, shes smoking cannabis with this new boyfriend of hers and now I find out she has already had one abortion.
Still you cant tell her anything because she already knows it all.
Have a great weekend wont you

steveroni said...

Cyber Widow has said it for me. Your blogs have been/are so helpful and supporting for others. I also simply forgot that your own home was in a sometimes-chaotic mode.

Pray that relief has come your way, in the form of reconciliation, for you Cat, your family, and your world.

Peace. Please do not "run" too far off into the woodlands. Love ya, Cat!

Emotional Release said...

Truthfull thats what this is.. Well said and well written! Your words flow so well on the page, In time things heal even if it takes a life to get it right things in time will be better! hold on cat Sometimes as mothers, wives, sisters we think that the world rest upon our shoulders and we carry to much! You cant fix the past but, you can correct the future!
many hugs sunshine
~sarah