Despair is what I've been feeling of late
and guilt over what my son's going through.
A mental illness has plagued him for years,
but it's much worse, I don't know what to do.
Out of the blue he goes silent and then,
his words get thick, he goes into a trance.
His voices rise up, he stays in his room,
when this begins, it's seen in a glance.
For hours after I'm filled with fear.
Perhaps this time he won't come back and then,
he'll retreat into places unknown.
It's scary to me, I can't pretend.
I feel it's my fault, though I don't know how.
Did I do something to make him this way?
There is no cure I have been told,
through sadness and guilt, I still hope each day.
My sadness for him 'oft I can't contain
and shows in words of anger that's said.
But he's not to blame, neither am I,
frustration builds and fills me with dread.
Despair is what I've been feeling of late,
and guilt over what my son's going through.
A mental illness has plagued him for years,
but it's much worse, I don't know what to do.
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