by Adnana Saric

Created on: June 28, 2008

A Confession

I'm writing to you in despair,
To advise you of why I'm not there.
I know you're confused and deeply hurt,
You must think I'm a total jerk,
But I didn't leave without a reason,
I'm in a grieving season.

Remember when we parted few years ago,
While you were on the road in Chicago,
I was having a baby,
But you didn't know
Because I kept it on the low.

The child was born without you knowing,
I didn't know how far I'd be going.
You returned a year later thinking because of another man,
I was a single mother,
But truly this was the child that bonded us to each other.

You held him on your lap,
You took him to the park,
He had so much fun,
But you didn't know he was your son.
You held his hand that tragic night, which breaks my heart,
The night that tore us all apart.
He died in your arms without you either knowing,
But now my secrets and pain are showing.
Scared and upset with our son's death,
But even more scared of what shall happen next.

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