FLOWERS FLOWERS EVERYWHERE
BUT NOT A DROP TO DRINK
DRINKS DRINKS EVERYWHERE
AND ALAS, IT HAS HELPED ME THINK
WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT CHANGE
WITHOUT CHANCE
WITHOUT STRUGGLE
WITHOUT DEMONS TO CUT OPEN MY SKIN AND WATCH THE BLOOD BUBBLE
DAMNIT MOMMA WHY WHY DID YOU HATE ME SO MUCH
I JUST NEEDED A HUG, A TINY TOUCH
WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST CARE ONE MORE DAY.
WHY COULDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WANT ME TO STAY
FLOWERS FLOWERS EVERYWHERE AROUND HER GRAVE
TOO BAD SO SAD SHE COULD NO LONGER RANT AND RAVE
ABOUT HER HORRIBLE CHILDREN AND THE HELL THEY GAVE
ROT IN HELL YOU MISERABLE WOMAN,
NO MATTER HOW MUCH WE TRIED,
YOU HAVE RUINED EIGHT LITTLE LIVES.
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Written October 25th, 2005
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Hmm..First off, I have control of my life at this point, therefore my life as a whole and the future of it is not ruined, but my childhood, my "little life" as your own, was snatched from me and corrupted. The write was to vent not blame, but I certainly contribute those feelings of loss and unacceptance to her and her only.
What did you mean by "see what inspiration YOU take"?
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This feels rough and angry. I imagine your head throbbing with this emotion. You may want to re-read this and see what inspiration YOU take. How it makes you feel... My interpretation of this may be off but this is what I got. The drink helped you think. It made you realize that perhaps your wounds were not as healed as you thought. The last stanza is my favourite. How will we feel standing by her grave? Could we forgive her by then or will the anger linger. She certainly made the beginning of our lives extremely unpleasant, but she didn't do the damage by herself. Not a defense just a thought.
This definetly is going to make me ponder my own feelings for a while. I may even find I have something I need to say. By the way, I am one of those "eight little lives"
love you
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Poignant... well done a difficult emotion to
The poignant words are truly empahtic... Perhaps as they are written the venom within will release and once this is accomplished the flowers that will come will be ones of great peace and joy... the balance within is the ultimate flower
Well done!! Wishing you and yours much success in all of your endeavors!!
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This woman actually had eight children that she hated alike...I am not alone in my misery...
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Thank you for your thoughts..your right, as a loving mother and years of therapy, I still cannot comprehend why she didn't love us..but at least it has stopped effecting my self esteem.
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Beatiful in every sense, Im a bit confused as to what the eight little child part meant? I have wrote many poems or parent orientated experiences but your poem made me cringe,I felt like I was there,
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Oh this is so tragic - as a mother and grandmother, cannot imagine a mother not loving her children. Who knows thought what private hell these women go through. Some should never have had children at all. You have expressed your feelings well.
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*whistles* dang...this come from a personal experience? I feel you....
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Wow...one hard write....not much else I can say...glad to see you posting again...
love...dad....
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