A Mothers Pain

That night So dark, so quiet
& so cold,
Came a knock at a door
loudly & bold.
Opening slightly-inwards ajar,
Where officers eyes lit up
by flashing lights of their car.

Mrs im sorry ...
Can we please come in?
The faces of officers
looking so grim.
The mums nerves shook her
with utter fear
as she gazed up to their eyes,
to what news she might hear.

I'm sorry to say please take a seat,
An ambulance was called to a child
in the street.
We attended a call
that came in tonight
A young boy near the park
was involved in a fight.

When we arrived, a lady was there
She witnessed it all
She sat to give care.

The others involved ...
They all tried to run
After one young lad was attacked
We believe is your son.
I'm so very sorry to bring
this sad news to your door
But the ambulance team
could do no more.
Screaming aloud... 
my boy....oh lord.... not my son,
Came the cry
from the broken hearted poor mum.

Falling to the floor 
she cradles her hands,
In shock curls up 
shes unable to stand.
We've arrested a suspect
& recovered a knife
We believe was the weapon
that took your sons life.

One month later the suspects
on trial
Cocky & smirking 
he stands for a while.
No older then 18 
no care no remorse
Had an answer to what happened..
that evening of course.

Standing to speak
Justifying his facts....
said...that kid passed my yard,
so his phone I had taxed.

He tried to get it back,
but I said"NO BRUV JUST GO HOME",
THE SILLY BOY CRIED FOR HIS PHONE..
LITTLE BOY STOP CRYING
LITTLE BOY   ENOUGH!
HE WOULDN'T LISTERN
HE THOUGHT HE WAS TOUGH.

He spoke as if the boy was a pest
when HE caused all this,
he stabbed his poor chest.
The judge made a decision
to send him away
6 years in prison....
Not enough I will say.

Days had passed by 
my life is so grey 
Now that kid who was sentenced
is now out in 1 day.
He has only served
3 years behind bars
But to me I'm served life
by the pain & the scars.

soon he'll be free to restart again,
But for me not a chance
the pain never ends .
Hes destroyed my life...
he took something from me.

My boy whom I carried
I no longer see.
Im broken & bent, torn up inside
When knife attacks happen
a loved ones heart dies.

Three days pass on
the mothers distraught,
Holding the gifts
for her sons birthday she bought.
She's tired & she hurting 
she can't take no more
Some hours later
She found dead on the floor.

A note on the unit 
reads her minds thoughts
quite clear
I cannot cope without my boy here.

The boy who was sentenced
for murdering my son
Returns home to his street
& his welcoming mum ....
He has only served half
his jail time
She STILL has her son....
but hes taken MINE.
theres nothing left here
anymore for me
by my sons side
is where I want to be.

I'm sorry for all those
I'm breaking in two
But there's nothing left
for me to do.

Please do not hate me
but understand why
I can not wake each day
wanting to die
Every hour I cry til I fall to sleep
im numb to the core
my sorrows so deep.

Please forgive me
for what I have done
I've gone to sleep
to be with my son....