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