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My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me...†
Broken heart
one more time
pick yourself up
why even cry....
Broken pieces
in your hands
Wonder how
you'll make it whole...
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
and mend this porceline heart....
of mine.
Someone said...
a broken heart....
would sting at first
then make you stronger.
Wonder why this
pain remains
were hearts made whole just to break.
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
and mend this porceline heart....
of mine....
Creator!
Only you take
brokeness
and create it
into beauty....
once again....
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
You know....
you pray...
this can't be the way...
you cry....
you say....
somethings gotta change....
and mend this porceline heart....
please mend this porceline heart....
of mine....
Of mine.....
Creator....
mend this heart....
I have changed my views on life. I no longer wish death to those who hurt me...I no longer wish terrible things for those who deserve it. It is too much pain for me. My depression is slowly becoming non-exsistant...and my heart is growing...mainly because of one person...my mother.
I have spent 18 years trying to figure out why my father hates me so much. I searched for a love so strong...a love that would make everything better...a love from my father. I felt like all of his problems were mine or caused by me, only to learn in the end that they have nothing to do with me. I have done nothing to him to make him so angry....he treats me like dirt because my life is better than his.
Have you ever heard a song that makes you cry every single time that you hear it? Well I have. That song for me is "So Small" by Carrie Underwood. The chorus says "Because sometimes that mountain you've been climbing is just a grain of sand, and what you've been out there searching for forever is in your hands. When you figure out love is all that matters after all, it sure makes everything else seem so small." That hits my heart every time I hear it. My struggles with my father was my mountain. It took over my life. I was dwelling over the pain he made me feel...when I didn't need to. I searched forever for that special love...that certain feeling of belonging...I didn't realize I had it the whole time....at home. Everytime I would go visit my dad...I would try....and try...and try to fix his and my relationship, but it never worked. And then when I would come home...there she was... my mom....fixing me....because he has broken me yet again. Looking back at the now...I feel terrible. I feel like such a bitch and I am kicking myself in the ass for realizing it too late. 18 years....18 YEARS I SEARCHED! And there she was all along...I was so blind to everything...no more. I see everything she has done and is doing for me. She is my rock, my hard place, and angel from above. She is my hero....she is my mother...and I love her more than life itself.
♥ Gweneviere (actualy sister...go check her out seriously) http://allpoetry.com/Gweneviere
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Sam-Sam4life http://allpoetry.com/sam4life
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Shaka-Shaka http://allpoetry.com/shaka
If I forgot anyone...then hit up my page and cyberly slap me and get my attention because chances are the reason why you are not on here is because either we had a falling out or you changed you name and I am too stupid to know lol
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My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me...†
Broken heart
one more time
pick yourself up
why even cry....
Broken pieces
in your hands
Wonder how
you'll make it whole...
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
and mend this porceline heart....
of mine.
Someone said...
a broken heart....
would sting at first
then make you stronger.
Wonder why this
pain remains
were hearts made whole just to break.
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
and mend this porceline heart....
of mine....
Creator!
Only you take
brokeness
and create it
into beauty....
once again....
(chorus)
You know
you pray,
This can't be the way....
You cry.....
you say....
somethings gotta change...
You know....
you pray...
this can't be the way...
you cry....
you say....
somethings gotta change....
and mend this porceline heart....
please mend this porceline heart....
of mine....
Of mine.....
Creator....
mend this heart....
I have changed my views on life. I no longer wish death to those who hurt me...I no longer wish terrible things for those who deserve it. It is too much pain for me. My depression is slowly becoming non-exsistant...and my heart is growing...mainly because of one person...my mother.
I have spent 18 years trying to figure out why my father hates me so much. I searched for a love so strong...a love that would make everything better...a love from my father. I felt like all of his problems were mine or caused by me, only to learn in the end that they have nothing to do with me. I have done nothing to him to make him so angry....he treats me like dirt because my life is better than his.
Have you ever heard a song that makes you cry every single time that you hear it? Well I have. That song for me is "So Small" by Carrie Underwood. The chorus says "Because sometimes that mountain you've been climbing is just a grain of sand, and what you've been out there searching for forever is in your hands. When you figure out love is all that matters after all, it sure makes everything else seem so small." That hits my heart every time I hear it. My struggles with my father was my mountain. It took over my life. I was dwelling over the pain he made me feel...when I didn't need to. I searched forever for that special love...that certain feeling of belonging...I didn't realize I had it the whole time....at home. Everytime I would go visit my dad...I would try....and try...and try to fix his and my relationship, but it never worked. And then when I would come home...there she was... my mom....fixing me....because he has broken me yet again. Looking back at the now...I feel terrible. I feel like such a bitch and I am kicking myself in the ass for realizing it too late. 18 years....18 YEARS I SEARCHED! And there she was all along...I was so blind to everything...no more. I see everything she has done and is doing for me. She is my rock, my hard place, and angel from above. She is my hero....she is my mother...and I love her more than life itself.
♥ Gweneviere (actualy sister...go check her out seriously) http://allpoetry.com/Gweneviere
Now for the people who I still come to AP for...the people I love...my homies...the old chatroom rulers!
IrrefutableBliss http://allpoetry.com/IrrefutableBliss
Glamorous http://allpoetry.com/Glamorous
Rawr Dinosaur http://allpoetry.com/Rawr%20Dinosaur
Trial and Error http://allpoetry.com/Trial%20and%20Error
Novae http://allpoetry.com/Novae
Goddess of Chat http://allpoetry.com/Goddess%20of%20Chat
Seyloren http://allpoetry.com/Seyloren
Now for the people that I got into all poetry!
Tegan-SlipKnoT--FReaK--58 http://allpoetry.com/SlipKnoT--FReaK--58
Chris-Blue eyed geek http://allpoetry.com/blue%20eyed%20geek
Emily-XXxBrokenSeamsxXx http://allpoetry.com/xXxBrokenSeamsxXx
Sam-Sam4life http://allpoetry.com/sam4life
Veronica- Serenexscene http://allpoetry.com/serenexscene
Shaka-Shaka http://allpoetry.com/shaka
If I forgot anyone...then hit up my page and cyberly slap me and get my attention because chances are the reason why you are not on here is because either we had a falling out or you changed you name and I am too stupid to know lol
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I paint a picture of my soul, with words of my tainted youth.
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First impressions last a lifetime, but hers will last two. The moment I had met her, I knew we were to be together...I was determined to ha
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My love, I will not leave you... for you mean everything to me.
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Glamorous on July 22Joci! I miss you! Do you have AIM?
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FransB : I am so glad on January 3that I crossed with your page. Each word I read struck me through my heart. I can never feel the emotions that you do, but I did discover some of the You in you. I am amaized but the fact that you at eighteen have made a giant leap to not only discover love, but to express it, and to can use its gem to bring such wonderful 'you out of you'. This is a lesson to so many abused children. I am also sad at the fact that the one you love most on this earth, has been struck by cancer. Now four years after her death [and my father's 13 days thereafter], I still long for her touch and voice. But in the time leading to her death, we allowed ourselves to communicate without fighting cancer, but growing deeper in relationship. I wrote two poems about this, and when you have time or feel you want to, please read them: The Letter and Tree of Life. You seem a strong woman, who in her choice to Love, has made a difference to her own life. This is wonderful. I shall be reading some more of your poems - a thought came to mind: why not attempt some poetry, to help those where you have been [perhaps you have done this?]. God bless you, and may He take special care of your mother. Frans
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Rainbow Lips : Happy Birthday To You! on September 24, 2007HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY GIRL!!!! ... That's right ... I didn't forget ... Your 18th!!!! sw00tage!!!! ... go out ... and have you some fun ... Congratulations on being an adult!!!! ... I love you
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The Warrior Poet : Wana Join my Family Babe ? on March 26, 2007what as you ask ?
"look at my page and pick what ever you want"
"Or make something up!"
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