"Goodnight Falling Angel
No one hears you weep
Goodnight Fallen Angel
Cry yourself to sleep"
A verse I've held for many years
Throughout the pain, torment and fears
But not a willing dream my own
Only a remnant of how I've grown
The voice in my mind, she hates me you know
She took many an opportunity to tell me so
And every night before I sleep
I remember the song that made me weep
Every night while she lived in my mind
She sung this verse in words to bind
She told me I'm lost, forever torn
Corrupted by abuse before I was born
It was her way of keeping me in line
Keeping me quiet, docile and fine
And as I cried, screaming it wasn't true
She said how is it not, just look at you
How could you ever be an angel so bright
You exist simply for mine, and mens delight
You have been tainted from your childhood dreams
You life falling apart, tearing at the seams
You wouldn't exist if not for me
So sleep now baby, dream the things you see
I roll over slowly and close my eyes
I know that God does hear my cries
No one hears you weep
Goodnight Fallen Angel
Cry yourself to sleep"
A verse I've held for many years
Throughout the pain, torment and fears
But not a willing dream my own
Only a remnant of how I've grown
The voice in my mind, she hates me you know
She took many an opportunity to tell me so
And every night before I sleep
I remember the song that made me weep
Every night while she lived in my mind
She sung this verse in words to bind
She told me I'm lost, forever torn
Corrupted by abuse before I was born
It was her way of keeping me in line
Keeping me quiet, docile and fine
And as I cried, screaming it wasn't true
She said how is it not, just look at you
How could you ever be an angel so bright
You exist simply for mine, and mens delight
You have been tainted from your childhood dreams
You life falling apart, tearing at the seams
You wouldn't exist if not for me
So sleep now baby, dream the things you see
I roll over slowly and close my eyes
I know that God does hear my cries
Author notes
A true story, maybe a bit more serious than you wanted but... yeah, it's personal and true.
I don't know who wrote the poem, and that verse isn't even corrent, its two lines joined to send the image she wanted. But it isn't mine, it can be found on quizilla.com last i knew.
A contest entry
- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT ... A funny take on punishment by Melodies.
600 points, ended April 30, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Yeah... comment lol
Comments
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wow....awesome poem very to the point i loved it!
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you had your entry marked as adult, the host can not read adult postings so asked me to come in and say hello


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I've taken the adult and abuse catagories off, i suppose it isnt really that bad heh
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Wow, this is very different from the other poems in this contest, but I don't mean that in a negative way.
A heartbreaking story... This poem touched me deeply.
I admire your courage to share this very personal experience with the readers...
Keep on writing!
All the best,
Annie





