LAST NIGHT I GOT THE DREADED NEWS MY SON TESTED POSITIVE FOR AIDS IN MY MIND I ALMOST EXPECTED IT BUT IN MY HEART I AM DEBILITATED. HOW WILL I BE ABLE TO GET THROUGH THIS-- SEEING MY SON SUFFER SEEING HIS BODY WASTE AWAY HOW CAN I COME TO LAY MY SON IN THE GROUND I WAS SUPPOSE TO GO LONG BEFORE HIS TIME. THE HURT, THE ANGER, THE TEARS -- NOTHING WILL EVER BE THE SAME I WATCHED MY BABY BOY GROW TO BE A MAN AND NOW I WAIT AND WATCH HIM WITHER AWAY. And now, my dear son Matt, your pain was too great to bear. You ended your life in order to be free. You left behind a grieving Mom and brothers and sister. May you rest in peace my precious son.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem about my son. He now is in the arms
of Jesus. Never more will he have to suffer--only those
who loved him that are left behind.
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