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The Stain

Poetry

A poem about a real experience with my autistic, 3 year old son. I wrote this right after the tantrum, tears in my eyes as I wrote down my feelings. We all lose our cool sometime, but we have to bounce back for them.

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The Stain

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by choppdliver20

by choppdliver20

Today I lost my cool with you,

and I swear I didn't mean to,

I tried to breathe, but your screams pierced my ears,

so much so I was brought to tears,

and then I lost my cool with you,

I wanted to find someone else to blame,

I wanted to scream and yell,

then I looked at your red little face,

and my heart instantly fell,

I sobbed into my hands,

because I lost my cool with you,

and I'm supposed to be the one,

that you can always run to,

You calmed yourself down,

and you walked right over to me,

you stretched your arms out wide,

and poured your love into me,

Again I cried, I cried into your shoulder,

"I'm sorry" I sighed,

and for you the chaos was over,

but for me the guilt is a stubborn stain,

one that my heart will forever retain,

Again I say, I love you , and everything you are,

I love you to the moon and back, my twinkling little star.