My Kin, My Sin
I went from being there,
to being scared
and alone
and unsure
of pretty much everything.
My Kin, My Next Sin
Something I could have been happy with.
Something I could have called my mark.
Now the one thing I had forever,
the one thing that trully made me better,
is tearing me apart.
Like I was never there
right from the start
Limb from limb.
Trait by trait.
Every xx and xy I have left.
My worst fear of being erased
is reality from behind the doors
that I kept hidden from me,
during the chase.
I have no kids.
I never did.
And that is what this piece of paper says.
And it screams worthlessness-
From the top of my lungs-
There was nothing I could have done.
Life goes on without you,
no matter my accomplishments or failures
I could always say
those are my boys…
No longer can I say this.
Now a topic I avoid.
I’m not hung up on blame.
I’m just hanging my head in defeat,
and from the weight of shame
This wasn’t a game
that kids play.
But I was just a kid,
one that went astray.
One day they will hear my side.
Until then I am but half a man
who is only as good as this page.
lamemansterms
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Submission Name: My Kin, My Sin
