Piece of My Heart

Someone once said to me that having a child is like having a piece of your heart walking around outside of your body.  I have always thought that this was a very fitting way to describe the vulnerability that comes with being a parent.  And when one of those pieces of your heart continually makes choices that hurt themselves, and therefore you, this is especially difficult.  

Piece of My Heart
A piece of my heart
Gone from my grasp
Pulling so violently
Breaking the hasp

Without a direction
It’s walking around
No heed to the source
The hurt is profound

Piece of my heart
Will of its own
Walking in chaos
The end yet unknown

Training wheels gone
You watch it fall
Try not to help it
Build up the wall

A wall for an enemy
Your heart is your foe?
What is the answer?
I really don’t know

I dare not to hope
For a rhythm of change
But hope is a must
To bear this pain

My deepest sadness
My greatest joy
An angry stranger
My little boy


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