Divorce Poem

Divorce Through The Eyes Of A 6 Year Old Boy

A child's innocence is shattered when his daddy leaves.

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My family lives together, but my son sacrifices. We live in a 2 bedroom apartment: dad in the living room, him in his room, me in my room. We aren't happy anymore, and my son senses it. We...

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Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author.

Can you tuck me into bed, Mama?
Don't forget to kiss me goodnight.
Can you tell me a story, Mama,
Before you turn out the lights?

Can you kiss my forehead, Mama,
Like you used to do before?
Can you at least tell me you love me, Mama,
Before you close the bedroom door?

Why don't you wanna talk to me, Mama?
I miss the sound of your voice.
Mama, can you please say somethin'?
I guess if you don't, it's your choice.

But Mama, I have to tell you somethin'...

Even though you're quiet, Mama,
I know what you're goin' through.
I understand why you cry now, Mama,
'Cause I'm hurtin' too.

Why'd you have to leave us, Daddy?
I still had some growin' up to do.
Did we somehow make you mad, Daddy?
Or were we not good enough for you?

Do you know that Mama cries at night, Daddy?
I think it's 'cause she sleeps alone.
Daddy, can you please call the house tonight,
'Cause Mama is waitin' by the phone.

You know Mama still loves you, Daddy?
But I hate you for what you've done.
You put tears in Mama's eyes, Daddy.
And in the eyes of YOUR son.

I thought you said you'd never leave, Daddy?
You said we'd be pals, you and me.
But you broke your promise, Daddy,
Like you broke this family.


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  • Mojo by Mojo
  • 6 years ago

My family lives together, but my son sacrifices. We live in a 2 bedroom apartment: dad in the living room, him in his room, me in my room. We aren't happy anymore, and my son senses it. We don't fight in front of him or even speak at all. Am I to sacrifice my happiness and be sad in the house with my 6 year old and his dad? I cry every night because I don't want to be with his dad. Mentally, it is like I am a prisoner. When a plane goes down, you put on your life vest before helping others. I can't help my son if I don't help me. I need to make me healthy and happy in order to make him happy. I cry every night and used to be able to control it and hide my sadness. Not anymore. I'm vacant because I hurt so badly. I want to live again, feel alive, and be happy. But everyone says we need to stay together for my son. I think that is wrong as he is living in a depressed world. My husband and I agreed he will move out. I hope to breathe again when he leaves, and most of all, I hope my son sees what happiness is one day.

  • Adam Cumberbatch by Adam Cumberbatch
  • 3 years ago

I'm glad this poem touched you like it did. I enjoyed and hated writing it. All of it was true, but that's where the inspiration comes from I guess, real life.

  • Someone by Someone
  • 7 years ago

I am crying. My dad left us when I was 6. I don't remember him but I know that after the divorce I would always cry and became overly sensitive. I lost all of my confidence and had trouble making friends.

  • HP - USA by HP - USA
  • 8 years ago

I needed to see this.
My husband has been gone a month now, living with a female co-worker.
We have three small boys. He was never around much anyway, and sadly they have not asked where he is, but I see the change in our oldest, 7 years old. He's angry and cries easily now. I feel like I'm struggling (and failing) to keep it all together. Maybe I need to stop trying to juggle everything. I need to let it all drop and hold on to my boys. They need me now more than ever.

  • Sister Lydia by Sister Lydia
  • 11 years ago

People today are too selfish. Nobody makes a sacrifice for anybody anymore. People do whatever their loins feel to do. I feel for this child. If we understood how we destroy children by our bed-hopping, falling in and out of love like the so-called stars who do not deserve the publicity they get, we would not have the disastrous world in which we now live. Divorce and marriage to someone else is child-abuse in its worst form.

  • Maheen by Maheen
  • 11 years ago

Brought tears to my eyes - why do kids have to go through this, why can't everyone just live in peace with each other, Marriage/Partnership is not give and take, it is only give give give, whatever you get back in return is bonus. Everyone has run out of patience and empathy in today's world and the ones who suffer are the kids.

  • Durban by Durban
  • 11 years ago

This is very touching, it reminded me when I got divorced how my kids aged 3 and 5 used to cry for daddy to come back, and they watched my tears every night, I couldn't even kiss them good night. GOD gave me the strength to raise them as a mum and dad, today I am a proud mum both my girls have a professional career thank you GOD.

  • Ryan by Ryan, Westerville Ohio
  • 12 years ago

That's truly beautiful...my parents got divorced when I was 5 and my dad left us just like that. His last words to my mother were "I'm going to take everything you own you stupid bitch" I had to deal with court dates my whole life because of that. I switched back and fourth between my parents and whenever I was with my dad, he abused me until we took it to court and I lived with my mom. He ruined our life...

  • Philip by Philip, Knoxville Illinois
  • 13 years ago

My kids are my world and they will always be. My wife of almost 11 years strayed on me and now my family is split up. Every day I cry for my children and what this will do to them. I feel overwhelming guilt of seeing my children not knowing what is going on. I come from a long line of family members who honored their vows until death. This is killing me to know that it's killing my children.

  • Candice Hardy by Candice Hardy
  • 13 years ago

I may be going though a divorce I don't want to because I have 3 kids that are 3,6, &7 and I want their dad to see that its not just hurting me its hurting our kids too .

  • Stacey by Stacey
  • 14 years ago

awe, that's sad. my parents got divorced when I was really young so I know the pain of losing a parent. When my parents got divorced I was forced to live with my dad. I'm 15 now and I hardly ever see my mom.

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