The question burned my lips
so i just whispered "why?"
he ducked his head in silence
so i couldn't see him cry
i felt my hand moving
i rubbed his shoulder with a sob
you don't just stop being a mother
it's your duty and your job
to comfort him regardless
to be the only sound
to guide him through the darkness
and i had let him down
his voice brought me back to reality
a cry that was hoarse and sad
his head still bowed in contemplation
"remember when i was a little lad
when you'd tuck me into bed
i was afraid of monsters hid away
and you told me gently
to tell the monster they couldn't stay?
well my life was full of monsters
that everyone could see
they made my life pure hell
and no one cared to set me free
so i finally faced my demons
and no i don't regret
i was not worth remembering
and now they wont forget"
i went to bed that night
feeling i was staring in a thriller
what had i done?
i had raised a killer
you don't just stop being a mother
even Hitler had a ma
you love your child forever
no matter who they are!
