Confessional.

That moment that makes or brakes you, indeed!

How perfectly repulsive the scene of that girl,

Deposited upon fleece now churned in ash black,

Steel ground to a fine point now dangles in skin,

Full of acrimoniousness disease an addiction pack.

Veins tapped out until finally they implode,

To the simple mind of children now mute,

Patters once heard never leaving the ear,

Oh you, how that promise now notes on funeral flute.

Brace yourself my dear man, she belongs to gossip,

A w***e, that b***h, so selfish, they cry in church!

Ah those the ones without sin casting pure gibberish,

Death now hangs in the air come down from your lofty perch.

Mother, I found you in that hovel, the confessional no less,

A needle bright as stars in the heavens allow so mild,

goodbye you divine spirit, I love you more now,

Goodbye again from your footsteps, your only child.

Author's Note

A new look perhaps!

Reviews

[Vikrantsingh]

Good going buddy nice write-up and really shared your feeling you penned it well. Shared the correct meaning of death with feeling. It trapped my soul to know that the child is leaving in grief and pain. Her mother bidding him a last good by with her tears and torn soul which is wearing and expressing her love!

Thank you for sharing

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Emma]

Ah those the ones without sin casting pure gibberish,
Death now hangs in the air come down from your lofty perch
Judgement and insincere sympathy is never welcomed.
The last stanza is beautiful and horrific. I hope the lonely footsteps walk away from the scene carrying memories of better days to shadow those just seen.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed, thank you.

[.]

A deep write, Thomas.

Truth or fiction, losing a parent in such a way would be like taking a sledgehammer to the chest. We all have parents, siblings or relatives that have problems with addictions and to lose one to something so avoidable is truly tragic.

I enjoyed the piece. Poignant and relevant all rolled into one. Nice work.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[GiGi]

What I took from your poem, is just how mind-boggling the unconditional love of a child is. Everyone is scarred by the sins of their parents, but the strength of a child's love in so many cases remains untainted. I have no personal experience with addiction within my own family, but I was definitely impressed with how many people were touched by your writing.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[nastassia]

This piece is really good. You are a talented writer

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Great Aunt Astri]

This sad account ends on a happy note 'goodbye you divine spirit, I love you more now.' Your poem depicts well the reality of addiction and people's reaction to it. A formal format with unstilted rhyming, made a good read.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Ayushi Beura]

This is such a poem that can bring tears in any readers eye!!! The main reason why I loved your poem is it's so expressive.....it's rare to read such poems like yours ....well done

[wordman]

you painted it well ,loved it

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Thomas, this is staggeringly good. Dark but so well crafted, and the storytelling within moved me...your closing words are outstanding! Izzy

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[dillonjensen]

I think almost everyone faced with addiction comes across a tipping point in their lives. What a poignant write you have here, sir. I hope you're okay. I too once tried to numb myself to the world, only to realize my problems never went away.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.