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Nothing Left



I pitied the pitiless
and it made me sick.
His sorrow and his woes
that drag him around,
Scraping the ground
And scarring his ankles.

Shackles of pain
Breaking your back,
But i turn my head
So, please...go on,
Drag it around
and watch ME give a damn!

Your pleas are as hollow as your heart.
You've worn me to the bone,
I have no more flesh to spare.
Days turned to months
And months into years.
I've spent long enough
On the pangs of YOUR heart.

What about MY heart?
What about MY pain?
That's just enough of YOU!

My reflection has blurred;
A face I don't even recognize,
No, not anymore.
You've wasted me down
And I have nothing left.
I'm emptied out
And I have only tears filling me.

 

 

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written 7/17/08 [another dad write]

honesty always appreciated

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  • toomysterious
    October 12

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    Well written bitterness, nothing like feeling used and abused, until there is nothing of sympathy or empathy or love left to give.


  • Swan song gold member
    October 10

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    well that is a rant done in a perfectly and wonderful poetic way.
    your talent shows!!!!! I say bravo!!!!!


  • poeticweaver gold member
    August 2, 2008

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    Well Done,

    An emotionally charged piece you penned with a passion inside you that helps express the pain your in, and hopefully brings you some peace just by penning it down. You and thanks for sharing you, much love I send your way sweet soul! Your pup, Timothy aka poeticweaver~ x


  • Meroza
    August 1, 2008

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    oh wow, this is a very emotion write! Its so strong, have so much meaning and I feel sorry for you!
    I would gladly traide my dad for yours, at least he send a text now and then.
    Stay strong dear, he ain't worthy for your tears!


  • 245Trioxin
    August 1, 2008

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    You wrote this in the future. G-D you amaze me....

    You're a beautiful soul, and I can't say that about many people, and although it may not seem this way... soul's exist unblemished. The pang and sourness of life is a phase in metaphysical hardship.

    Of course, it can be carried on as a cumbersome void to our ethereal light, but the true you, the you that you show few, your light is never less than bright.

    In the shadows you just can't see it, but I'm telling you...it's there.

    xo


  • Number 13
    August 1, 2008
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    I love you!

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