i am the small and faded voice of a child that would of been conceived if somehow they had managed to stay together. i am the child that would of been beaten by an abusive father if they had stayed together. i would be the child of an alcoholic mother, if my father, had beaten me. and then i also become a happy child living with a loving family. with a greatful father who refues to become the father he had and a mother who wants nothing but the best for me. she always knew he'd be the perfect dad. but then she didn't know my would be mother didn't know if maybe i'd been born my father would of shot me and then later killed her. for my would be father was one filled with rage. but none of this was able to unfold or take place for they never managed to stay together. and the possibilities are endless if they had but they hadn't. and i am the small voice of a child that doesn't exist. i sit here and wtach my would be mother cry in her rocking chair because he left and she never cried for the child she could of had maybe she knew better she always cried for his pain. and somewhere i watch my would be father stare out his window crying also but not for the child he could of had maybe he knew better but he cried for her and although i knew my tears would never be heard i cry to but not for my would be mother or would be father but for myself the child they could of had. -
Reason for writing:
My b/f after us being together for a year left because he is a coward and now i'm left simply wondering.........
Birth sign: Aries
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