The Cause of My Undoing

He is a part of me..

How I long to touch you

But I know we can never be close

For your words are rugged daggers

-Carelessly thrown

And I must serve as the humble shield

Protecting the world,

From the monster you've become.. 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Don't we all become monsters at one point or another? And also, haven't we had to shrink from poison darts from another? Your message is so thought-provoking from either vantage point. Very powerful writing in so few words!

[rubie]

This one hits very close to home for me.

I have an estranged son who has made poor choices with his life and there is no greater pain than to have watched this happen and not be able to do a thing about it.

Well penned...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this feels to me like a mother expressing concern for a child who has gone wayward, but she knows if she reaches out to help, she will only be rejected...

i like the brevity here...it allows for the reader to take this short piece places----

i can feel the frustration and sadness of the speaker. Nicely done, Kim.

j.