ash enslow (july 16th,1982 / Monterey, Ca)

A special poem I should write
so my loving mother can sleep tonight
A bedtime dream I come to give
because my sins must be forgive
On this very special day
I reach up my hands and start to pray
All the heartache and the pain
please look past my awful ways
Now I've realized what I did was wrong
I'm sorry mommy it took me so long
Forever will I know like the wind blows
that I'm a bad kid that breaks windows
But its time to grow up and go my own way
Its time to smile but time to pay
I hope you still love me and bless my soul
cuz the pain I feel has yet to unfold
You've taught me lots through the years
I am finally learning through the hurt and tears
I love you mom and I am sorry for my sins
maybe now we can heal and be a family again.