as I cry by Shawn Dickenson

as I sit here and cry

I cry for my son

I cry for my son’s sister

who is not mine

I cry for the mother of my child

who will never be mine again

I cry to me, a man I never was

I cry for the man I should have been

but don’t know how

I cry for the man I am now

I cry because I don’t know

what to do next

I cry for the mistakes I’ve made

and know it won’t change

I cry for the life I’ve had

I cry for the years that I would

not cry about before

I cry for you, me, her, and him

in a world that has no direction

lost in translation

a translation from bad to good

I cry because I need to cry

knowing we’ll never be a family

again