Part one of my release therapy…Since the death of my son I held my emotions in and they changed me. This is me letting them go so that I can be the man God made me to be!
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I never got a chance to cry
I sat in the moment
Watched it coming to smack me
And showed no emotion
Hoping it was all a dream
But I’m not biggie
I hated word up magazine
So this is real
And so is the way I feel
My mind racing…
Why couldn’t you just calm your ass down?
But it’s not you
Things would have been different if I had been around
But I was
Maybe not enough
My mind racing
Patiently waiting for this outcome
So I could cry
Cause I saw this coming before anyone else did
And I can’t explain why
I wanted to fuck that doctor up
Pardon my french but
It’s hard being a christian when in hell you’re stuck
What could his excuses be
I had our lives planned out
So to watch this pan out
God’s love really confuses me
These nurses are pissing me off
You would think they would act a little better
Or even know what the hell they are doing
Hiding info from us
Protecting that bitch ass doctor
Who did they think they were fooling
My mother and father showed up
Same old speech
“son whatever you need”
But in the back of my mind
I figured a slight smile came upon them
They never wanted an opposite outcome to be
See…
I lost the little me
For the wages of sin is death
Yes I know that
But I lost my little Tap
Tyler Amir Pullen
We positioned him to be
A little T.A.P
Being strong for his mother was hard
But I had to be
And it seemed she was happier to see everyone in that room but me
What made it worst…
Her family had to admit
I wasn’t the only one who could see
I held it in
And stayed strong
I cut the umbilical cord
Held him in my arms
Caught a vision of him in my eye
But at the end of the day…
I never got the chance to cry.
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