Being OK

I wanna see the light through the wall
That wall she built between her and me
She seems too far when I want her at all
But she hurts with any word she says to me
And every step I take is a mistake
'Coz she's the only one who makes things right
No matters what dream I have, she does break
By turning off my own light...

Mom, I'm your son ... I ain't your foe
As you see me everywhere I can go
You hurt me so deep, but you don't know
'Coz all my tears and pride I swallow
And I need to be strong to find a day
Being ok...

Nobody is perfect you need to learn
But any bridge I need to go ahead you burn
You want me to be as usually you are
But I'm me and it makes me run away and far
I'm supposed to love you but I put up my guard
I want to wake from this nightmare 'coz it's hard.


You have lost my trust
And my soul comes back to dust
I won't be at your feet anymore
Don't try to be looking for
'Coz I won't be as I was before.




Poetry by Edgar John Jackson
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Written on 2007-01-02 at 01:06

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Myleena
Oh God, it's been awhile since a poem has made me feel so intense of emotions. Awesome, wonderful, beautiful, touching, truthful, expressive and much much more. I feel your pain, I truely enjoyed reading your poem. Great way to release also by the way. I also can relate. All i can say reguarding that is I've learned to live life for me and not my mom!!!

With sincere love,
Myleena
2007-01-08


Janine>K
Ouch... this hurts, I'm sure I don't have to tell you that, cause you articulated it so well in this poem, brilliant poem, it had my attention right from the start... great

Edgar if this is real, I would like to advise you that you should love your mother, respect her... I know it is easier said then done... but she is still your mom... maybe she just need love and caring.. Hopefully she will return it.... Hopefully (sorry, I don't want to be to forward) worth a try tough
2007-01-02


Alexander
A sad and true poem my friend. There is something about the way you put down your words. So magical. Thank you for sharing my friend.

Alex:D
2007-01-02



The sort of love that this poem speaks of Edgar, is a bond that cannot be broken completely, mothers can be strange beings indeed, I have one myself who despite herself, is unable to praise or encourage me as I as a mother think she should do and indeed do with my own children. It is hard for anyone to automatically do something they don't now how to, in other words, if she wasn't encouraged and loved in the same way, she will find it difficult with you. Mothers can try to hold onto their children too long too. All you can do is be ok and find someone who will heal the pain your mother has brought upon you.

Good poem

Smiling at you,

Tai
2007-01-02