As the police officer told me "I'm sorry for your loss"
My mind didn't register for i'm still in shock
I lost my dear son and it's all my fault
i knew it was mine since all the wrong I did
I robbed him of his childhood
For my consequence this is what he did
Like newtons third law for every action there is an equal yet opposite reaction
But yet i wasn't expecting this reaction
The weather opposite of my mood
Bright and sunny with a drizzle of rain
But yet perfect for the occasion since God just gained a new angel
My dear beloved son mama sorry for what she has done
That i drove you to suicide
So I changed my ways and got a hold of my life
To do good for all the wrong hopefully i'll get blessed in all due time
But to you my dear son who I childhood I robbed
You left me with a suicide letter and the realization of what I have done
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A Suicide Letter
PoetryI wrote this poem because i have a friend who said they thought about suicide... And it got me writing The different parts are different people reactions to the "suicide letter" (I'm not suicidal just because I wrote this)
