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Seared leather,
a hole right though the jeans,
money falls like you're giving
it away,
at least that's how you see it.

The paper holds no
love, like the walls
you so desperately cling to.

Maybe it is time to close
the hole, stitch it together,
a doctor of leather.

End me, end the waste of money,

    end
        my
            dreams,

 

I never do anyway.

Author notes

"The soul's sunset"

my father has fallen in love with telling me how much of a waste of money I am and how I should find my own place to live with nothing but "the clothes on my back," because apparently I'm not even entitled to the stuff I boguth with my own money.

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  • Androgyneric
    October 23, 2007
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    I love the "end my dreams" part the best, and overall a dark and intelligent poem...excellent!


    • Akarian silver member
      October 23, 2007
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      Thanks so much! I'm really glad you like my work.


  • cutiepie1
    August 22, 2007
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    this is deep and sad....i liked thouhg even thoughim more into love poems right now...well done


  • Tangled Angle
    June 28, 2007

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    This is so sad, but deep. Still comes with well developed metaphor and some spots with good imagery too. I like this. Best of luck in the contest.


  • purpledragonfly
    June 27, 2007

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    Ack! bitching about parents... ok, over that --- awesome write!!!

    but,
    money falls like your giving<- change to you're
    at least thats how you see it<- change to that's

    Great, Awesome, Wonderful write!! I feel you! and I hate it for you!!! I'm sorry! Betsy


    • Akarian silver member
      June 28, 2007

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      FIXED! thanks for that, I TOTALLY missed it. >.>

      I bitch here because if I bitch to him I'd be livin on the street. =/


      • purpledragonfly
        June 30, 2007
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        we would not want that!!! This is a great place to vent ! I do it all the time - read my write - I believe we were both in a crap mood for this one maybe the next time we'll both feel better at least we can hope --- right!! betsy


  • Bryan K Johnson
    June 27, 2007
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  • SoccerXvida
    June 27, 2007

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    this is deep. i think that sometimes parents don't understand how we feel. we can't always tell them what we feel and they won't always understand. but maybe thats just life but i think that you deserve so many things Akarian. i think your'e a great person even though i don't know you much!


    • Akarian silver member
      June 28, 2007
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      Heh, thanks! I would love to just scream this at him, but I need a place to live. =/

      Life can be so much fun


  • GiftedPsychosis gold member
    June 26, 2007

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    AHH!!! RUN FOR COVER! FREEVERSE!
    Nah, this is a really good poem.
    I like it.
    I'm sorry that your dad is acting that way.
    But parents can really... I dunno. Be a bitch, ya know?
    Keep up the awesome [[NON-RHYMING]] poetry.
    :]

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