I'm sick and tierd
Of wasting my tears on you
Casting a blind eye
On your own shadow
It's only polite to cry at a funeral
Empty arms, darkened words
I will not let you corrupt me
Ruining a life while fulfilling your needs
I hope someday you see the damage
The nights I cried myself to sleep
My first contact with the knife
Long conversations with the Reaper
With God holding His breath
You have broken me more than any pain
Failing at your job of comfort
I will not hide in the darkness anymore
For tonight I will step in the light
Watching you laugh at my tears
I will drown myself in hopelessness
And be buried away in the ground
You will no longer be burdened
By another hopless case
I hope when I die
You'll be happy for once
You won't have to deal with
A mistake
That mistake was me...
Author notes
option 4
emotional abuse you could say... =]
more or less very personal. its about my mom
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Very nice.
Even though nice isn't a good way to describe an emotional poem like this.
Abuse is a very touchy thing, and a good topic for poetry.
Thank you for this nice entry.
Good luck in my contest!
-System of Cyanide
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Very sad. Heartfelt. I feel that this, I can relate, for its much how I feel about my mother. You have bought your words to life.
In some parts, i do feel you have trailed off though. But it is beautiful nonetheless.
Thank you for entering and goodluck.
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very good. it's an interesting write and you've also actually added a bit of option 5 so well done, I find it interesting when ppl do that. this is filled with emotion thanku for entering and good luck
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So full of conflicting emotions and so much hurt and sadnesss within one mind. Sometimes when someone has done us wrong sometimes we don't cry when we see they are dead, like at a funeral. Sometimes it overwhelmes us the wrong they have done. At the start you talk of how you are angry with them, then you go into the relapse of how awful and helpless you are (or feel you are) and how you feel you are a mistake. Often happens with those going through hard times, sometimes the abusers/perportrators words ring in the victims head. I assure you though that you are not a mistake. Everyone is here for a reason, I believe that anyway and I think that if you are here, you can help others go through what you did and support them.
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wow...
this is good.
real good
and i want to gang up on her one day
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wow- perhaps enough said, but it left me starving! True pain in this poem makes it hard to read without feeling a heavy lumpp in my gut.
Note- death- makes no one happy.
And you- are not a mistake!
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I am in awe. Magnifico!
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...holy shit.
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