forgotten

they said they wanted me

to live in fear

so I shed a tear

for every time

they pick up a beer

do they realize

they cant steer

if they are living in fear

they need to look

in the mirror

I am lost and alone

left to steer myself

in to the clear

my mother looks at me

and says my dear

don't fret

forgotten in fear

as she picks up

another beer

and tries to steer

A contest entry

Wow Me by Mujina. 600 points, ended August 27, 2007, 9 entries
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Riftkin
September 12, 2007
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nice one my dear poet
for your words pen from
the heart and there
is pain there

Riftkin
Haunted Doll
August 24, 2007

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welcome to ap
a deep poem with a message. i think it would have more impact with less repeatition and more imagery or personal emotion in it. just a thought
Mujina
August 22, 2007
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Very nice interesting.... I like this I can relate my father used to be an acoholic. Thank you and good luck in the contest.
cali951
August 21, 2007

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wow this is a real deep poem but that is how it is sometimes but sill i will type dont live in fear thats real