I come from the backwoods
with a pitchfork in hand
scooping up the shit
that others cared not to bother with
I battled with molestations
sexually, verbally, and physically
and at one point I plotted revenge
but it came to a pointless,
a "no one wanted" me end
I grew up in the finest of group homes
oh shit, was that sarcasm
the answer to that is a big fat
"YES"
They accused me of eating disorders
because the rest of them were sows
so off to rehab they sent me
where they watched me eat
and when they couldn't find a vein for blood
decided to poke my feet
I finally got up the balls to run
run from their hypocritical minds
but the places I ended up
weren't really all that much better
They taught me the pleasure
of escaping into drugs...hmmmm
but it got me nowhere and in a hurry
Now I have no front teeth
Thanks a whole lot, fuckers
I married the first man that came along
we bore a son who was my entire world
then he beat me, cheated on me,
and in the end blamed the whole
goddamn mess on me laying it at my step
Well good riddance to his sorry, ugly ass
but it didn't get any better, for I decided
the best thing was to hide in a nice big
fat bottle of Jim Beam for six long months
I have never truly ever fit in anywhere
the black sheep of the most fucking
dysfunctional family under the damn sun
but I'm the one who is to blame, hahaha
not the way my mother was never there
to tuck me in or fight for me to return home
I am married now with two extra little ones
and mostly I feel that I'm okay
but there are those hours in the darkest of nights
when I ponder my choices and the consequences
of all that I have done and seen...
A contest entry
- Reader meet Author by george the 23rd.
1500 points, ended December 3, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
My Novella....
Comments
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Thank you for this ranting, honest entry. You and I have a few parallels going on, to be sure... I too was bounced around as a ward of the state, foster homes, group homes, you name it. I spent a bit of time in the psych ward alongside girls with eating disorders, so I'm very familiar with watching people be forced to eat under the steely gaze of mean-arsed nurses. Keep letting this stuff out! It's good that you've found ways to deal with all of this instead of holding it all inside. Best of luck in this contest, and keep it up!
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walk straight head young lady don't look back, who you are has nohing to do with your past, if you don't let go, it will return.
so scrap it and you will change your future,
who you are can never be hurt and nothing can ever be taken from you.
you are blessed with a future that you can create, so create, keep the things of joy, of love always in your mind and believe in yourself. if it is not positive do not let it in.
you are truly gifted writer
it is a true pleasure
God bless you my friend...
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The road is long my sister....
tread lightly....
Ignoring the past puts in motion for it's return....
Live you life as you see fit...
not how others see you....
Your work puts me in the stars of contemplation.
Find contentment...
for we have but one life lass...
and I want you to keep your golden smile.
Nice work little gypsy,
Liam
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i love the realness in what you shared and i can relate to you true and sencere,take care
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wow sis this is truly deep powerful and very personal!! Thanks for sharing!!!! You did an amazing job portraying this piece and its very inspirational!!!!!! I love how you expressed ur feelings!!! You gave such excellent details and descriptions!!!!! This is very sad but well written and I am so glad that you are ok now!!!!!! I love you lots big hugs and kisses!!!!!!!!
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raw and inspirational ... and dont you smell that clean air ... for one moment ... the clean smell of airing your dirty laundry and letting it hang out for all to see ... this was GREAT !!!! and i love the no rhyme!!!
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Thanks...I just had to get it out...not to often you get a contest that lets you just go for the fucking gusto...Thank god for that...and yes the air is smelling better now!!
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