The anguish I feel when I look at his face,

The eyes that are mine, and yet he's a stranger.

We talk, in short, sharp, angry shots

He fires, and again I surrender.

My heart so full of love,

And yet he causes so much pain,

I try to understand, make sense of his anger,

To point the finger of blame.

Is it me, have I failed him?

As a single mum it can be hard,

Or was it his Dad? I know by him leaving,

The rejection he felt left him scarred.

He is my Son, and despite all the anger,

Our love's an unbreakable chain.

I just wish sometimes I could move the clock forward,

To a time when he's happy again.