My dear son

Abraxas

My Dear Son:

Where are you? 

You're lost, done, finished?

What have you done?

Fought, loss, gave up?

What have you learned?

Courage, sympathy, nothing?

Why give up?

Thinking about later rewards? New Life? Lies?

 

Your muscles are weak

You are lost in this heavy dark mist

When was the last time you've opened your eyes?

Why do you hide in your cave?

What are you afraid of?

The Sun? Moon? Life?

 

The search engine it's alive and burning 

Why the despair? 

Of falling? Scratches? Scars? 

The answers are simple, no catch 

Just slip and slide, as a child frolicking in a warm summer afternoon

I am ready to hold you, to see you, to let you love and live - Be Yourself!

Strength doesn't come in numbers

Superman is dead, we are our own heroes 

No capes, no super powers

Only human beings 

With scars, bruises, tears and fears...

 

Sharing our lives together, only in paper

We don't fight the same battles 

You don't let me get involved with you 

Push me away as far as you can

For what? 

To protect me? For love? Or rather selfishness?

Hold my hand, trust me!

We can walk together through the darkness 

Use me, abuse me, talk to me, just let me IN!

I need you, I want you! I don't want to lose you!

I'll hold you till the end of times

My dear Son...  

  • Author: Abraxas (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 21st, 2023 20:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: My oldest son, 16 years old has been battling with depression for many years, only recently he told us (wife and I), that he tried suicide a few times, I've wrote this poem to him in Dec. 2021, after one month we ended up at the hospital for one of his attempts.
  • Category: Children
  • Views: 3
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