The breeze is gentle, but it is there,
The paint is old and cracking.
The golden hay flows in the wind,
The air is silent, but for a song.
His Amber fur shimmering
Beneath the boardwalk where;
The sun darts through into eyes of old
His heart broken; all over again.
They search for him, mother and father,
He just wants to be alone.
His time is up, and the great spirit
comes to recollect.
His wet nose is drying out;
his breath becomes heavy, accompanied with whines.
The light is dimming and i fear
Our time is nearly up.
The dogs heart has extinguished
But what do you care?
For you never knew that dog
or his wish to die alone.
If to die alone is to die without you,
perhaps i'd be better off underneath
That porch, with that dog.
My head resting on his carcass.
And there we'd die together, alone.
Much better than life with you.
So help me if i'm discovered;
and dragged back into daylight.
Sorry i'm inferior, not handsome or rare,
Sorry i didn't rape you, but i didn't know you cared.
If that is how you want your life to be;
then perhaps your better off in death like me.
I hate you and everything you stand for,
Yet i cry for you not being here,
why can't i forget you, though i can't forgive;
So never lie, that means never talk.
Read this and make the links.
Because i mean you that breaks my heart;
The heart that doesn't exist.
It is your fault i feel inadequate.
Yours and everyone who's ever rejected me, thats pretty much everyone.
Author notes
I want certain people to know that this poem is not how i feel anymore, but its pretty good so i'm gonna leave it up here
A contest entry
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1000 points, ended October 28, 2008, 20 entries
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I wrote it because it's the only way i can express how i feel.
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I was a little confused for the first time I read this, and so went back for a returning read; and it was then that I found myself beginning to unravel the hidden meanings within the poem.
The dog; more a symbolism rather than a sad poem of a dog dying [which I first thought it was] - but no, they say when animals are hurt or injured, they will crawl to a 'safe' place to be alone when they die [which breaks my heart to think about!] - and so, like this dog, dying alone under the porch - so would you, too, crawl away, unheeded, unhelped, to die alone....
Such a sad image that presents, I hope that you are feeling a little more important to peoples' lives, and a little more self-confident now
This was a wonderful write, thank you for entering it!
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This intruiged me and I tried to let my heart follow the direction it wished in what the true meaning was about but it couldn't decide (never trust your heart to decide anything) We all want to be seen by somebody, anybody, in the end we are just like the dog, forgotten and alone. You write with passion. Best you you in the contest
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Thank you
This is a personal favourite of mine, because i wrote it when i couldn't express what i was feeling, it means alot to me that you would take your time to comment on it, thank you. xxx
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beautifully written.
The secret is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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