My son, my saviour

I wrote a lot about my depression... but although it's still there, it's nothing like before. This is a poem about my son.

My son
You saved me from myself
In a way you'll never know
I was on a downward spiral
To the darkness far below.
My life was endless misery
No flame to light my way
I never saw in black and white
Just constant shades of grey.
All my Smiles fraudulent
All my laughter fake
I went to bed each evening
And dreamt I wouldn't wake.
Alcohol my only course
Became my only aim
Addiction overcoming sense
Everyday the same.

Then there you were
My unplanned gift
Sent just for me
To mend the rift
A ray of beauty
Shining bright
All at once
My life was right.
My heart grew strong
My dreams had wings
And I came to see
The joy life brings.
Hope and laughter
Love and pride
The colours pushed
The dark aside
You were my saviour
Pure and true
And I owe everything
To you

Reviews

[KT-B]

I can relate to this poem when I was expecting my daughter I gave up smoking and I used to tell her she saved my life when she was still a bump in my tum.....I can relate to the depression too and how being a parent maybe stops you from drowning in it altogether - well done I love your work. KT

[Esther]

Love this :) enjoyed reading it. very nice poem