Remembrances along the roadside

That day-

Do you remember?

In the car,

Me- racing away

And you-

Running,

Me-

Crying,

And you-

Waving.

Do you remember?

He was inside-

Watching,

Brewing,

Stewing.

Unable to say

What it was

That he wanted,

Unable to stop

What he had

From escaping.

We were outside-

Turned inside out,

Silenced

To the limit,

The end had arrived;

Childhood given over

To Adult reality.

That day-

Do you remember?

Me,

Being driven away-

Leaving the only home

I’d ever known.

Leaving the home

He’d broken with silence-

That icy cold reserve;

Reserved for the undeserved-

Me,

You,

Mum

And the multitude of others

Who tried in vain

To hold out a hand;

To reach him,

To touch him.

I hear his laughter,

Somewhere in the back of my mind,

Somewhere where that boy still resides

And he remembers that cutting smile,

That ice cold stare

And those eyes

That night

When they cut like a blade.

That day-

Do you remember?

You chased me

All along and down the road

As Dympna drove

And Mother cried in the seat behind.

You-

With tears in your eyes

As the car tore me away

From all I’d ever know.

I know that boy’s still inside,

Somewhere,

Painting his bedroom,

Playing in the attic,

Writing words to help him understand

And patiently praying

That all parents were perfect.

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