To Someone I Love.

To Someone I Love.
You know I love you more than life.

I gave birth to you-Perfection.

I can no longer hold the candle
At the door of your defence.

I cannot wear the mask
In the face or your pretence.

Or try to shed a light
On the path of your destruction.

Or your reasons, & excuses,
Your tides, your deduction.

I know you made the choices for the drugs
& your destruction

And your denial refuses,
To admit your wasted talent.
Your gifts untold, recluses.

Your art will remain unkown.
Your poetry - unsown.

A wasted talent
O my son,

A seed perhaps ungrown?