My Soul Has Been Haunted
This is a fictional poem about a tragedy that occurred on Christmas Day

A tragedy occurred last Christmas that makes me feel shame.
My only son died on Christmas Day and I'm the one to blame.
My wife objected about buying a motorcycle for our son but I bought one anyway.
He drove his motorcycle into traffic and his life came to an end on Christmas Day.
The paramedics were called and my son was pronounced dead on the scene.
My son drove his motorcycle and his life ended at the young age of thirteen.
I shouldn't have bought the motorcycle but it was what my son wanted.
My wife took our daughter and left and my soul has been haunted.
I don't enjoy sleeping because I'm having a nightmare each and every night.
I dream about my son's accident and I wake up screaming because of fright.
My son and I were very close and when he died, my life was torn apart.
You're looking at a sad and pathetic man who is nursing a broken heart.
Because my son died and my wife and daughter left, I'm having to pay.
My only son died and my life was ruined one year ago on Christmas Day.
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