I Was Attached To An Open Womb Poem by Clarence Williams

I Was Attached To An Open Womb



I was to attached to an open womb! !

I kinda didn't know my role

I just didn't know how to disconnect my self from an open womb. I can see the hurt, I can see the pain, I thought if I could aid to treat what I see   it would've been about his healing process and repositioning his thinking. I was told so many things in thee beginning about ones up  bringing, how there mom abused, and  misused her children and wasn't the best mom she could've  been. He told me she did  this, and that! and when I tried to leaned hand to help him he would  smack my hand I had to pull it back, but mentally he was   drive me insane often. Crying aloud that i need some help! ! ! ! ! But didn't get it he never  because of the trust issue that he had to experience and I tried to be there for him as a good friend to help him. But he became so wombed that a band aide became his clothing while he  was left up treated, mentally and physically because he was addicted to his experiences.

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