by Michael Schwoerer

Created on: January 28, 2010   Last Updated: February 07, 2010

The dream is one of darkness,

As I have done the unthinkable

Breaking the rules of Gods ten commandments.

And even though I am forgiven by God,

My heart is constantly in pain.

Partly me, as I am to blame.

So now the haunting question,

Is how do I stop blaming myself for what I have done?

When so many hearts that depended on me,

For the love and consideration.

Guidance to the understanding

Of the type of people they are,

Was taken away piece by piece.

As time went on,

I was clouded as to what is real and what was not

You see as a parent there were no rules,

That is what I was led to believe.

This is wrong, so very wrong.

The needs of so many was apparent.

Because they are my own,

Of what I brought into this world,

With love, our love.

Now there is another. 

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