Christopher Holden Poems

My son, my son.
Where have you gone?
I've looked all over,
But can't seem to find you.
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How could you do this to me? You knew what it would make me do.
Leaving me like that. I practically worshiped you.
You said you'd never leave me. That you'd always be there for me.
I know I messed up. I know I made mistakes.
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Slipping into the deep dark pits of my suppressed world.
I don’t want to go, but I can’t seem to stop the blood from gushing from my heart.
Like the ripples in a pond,
I am distracted from my day to day life.
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