Seeing the Light

jenny.g

I remember all too well

The 3am roars of agony

That brought you into this world

Etched upon my body and soul

Are the scars that boar you

And gave you this life

 

I gave you this life

I. Gave. You. Life.

To give means the giver no longer owns that which she gives

But it takes many mistakes to understand this truth

 

I gave you life and here are the rules

You will live according to my standards

My morals

You will add value to the world in ways that I can be proud of

You will follow the path that I lay out for you

Become the person that I want you to be

 

My outlook was broken

You were broken

Seeing that which I love so fiercely

Laying down with the black dog

Made me realise

Here is a match my darling boy

Set the rule book ablaze!

From the smouldering ashes

Let only one remain

Be happy my love

  • Author: jenny.g (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 10th, 2022 12:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: Watching my son go through depression for a short period of time made me realise that the ideals I had around the person I wanted him to be and how I wanted him to live were pointless and damaging. All I really wanted was his happiness and I’ll support whatever path he chooses.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Bella Shepard

    Your words are so powerful. Having a son and daughter who are now early 50"s I realize that that the path each took was the path they made for themselves. My mother felt the need to guide my life in so many ways that I retreated from that playbook and supported what my kids did. It's never easy to let go. What a wonderful and brave poem of self reflection.

    • jenny.g

      Thank you very much for your kind words.

    • Doggerel Dave

      The change a parent should undergo as their offspring grows and develops is well mapped here.

      "should' but sometimes does not...... To the detriment of the son or daughter.

      Further, given today's social and financial arrangements it becomes increasingly difficult for young adults to leave the nest and individuate.
      A write with heart in it Thanks.



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