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Post by allmeheart on Mar 18, 2006 4:16:31 GMT -6
[glow=black,2,300] I looked inside your heart Looked within your soul My eyes fell to the ground And I dug a deeper hole
6 feet down just wasn’t enough And handling your body with care I placed you in the ground Then quickly said a prayer
Even though you hurt me So many times before I swore to myself I wouldn’t always be your wh*re
I had been used And abused Beaten And bruised
But still I had a heart One warmer than yours I never understood why sex Was one of my chores
Some call it rape I say its unwanted emotion It wasn't what you told me Not love, nor devotion
Was it not enough, That you took my heart and broke it? Did you really have to, Rudely revoke it?
I guess since I was your daughter You thought it was okay It never was the father role You chose to portray
Dad don’t worry now I still haven’t said a word And since you clipped my wings Ill never be a free bird
Stealing my soul Wasn’t your only crime It’s just the only thing I can’t replace over time
Ashes to ashes And dust to dust No longer will I be Your object of lust
I’ve covered the place Where you now lay I burried you face up So you can watch me walk away
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Post by Laura on Mar 18, 2006 7:45:15 GMT -6
This is a really hard subject to write and read about ... it's just so difficult to try and put feelings into words that we all know no words can justify.
"Stealing my soul Wasn’t your only crime It’s just the only thing I can’t replace over time"
--this rhyme works and the stanza makes great sense. It's sad but it must be such a constant emotion for anyone who has gone through something tragic.
The ending:
"I’ve covered the place Where you now lay I burried you face up So you can watch me walk away"
--There's a small sense of hope in here ... I really liked how it rhymed here as well as the two last lines make for such a great image. I really, really liked how you put the last part together. Well done for such a tough subject.
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Post by Only Me on Apr 24, 2006 21:38:47 GMT -6
this is definitely one of the toughest subjects to write and or read about. You did it magnificently! I really love the lines "And since you clipped my wings Ill never be a free bird" it really paints a perfect picture
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Post by thecrazybeautiful on Apr 25, 2006 15:19:15 GMT -6
I agree, that's got to be hard to write about, but you get the message through, and show the whole range of emotions there.
"My eyes fell to the ground And I dug a deeper hole"
Those are my favorite lines. It seems like so much more than what's said right there.
Good job.
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Post by QueenPaige4 on May 7, 2006 6:47:41 GMT -6
this whole poem opens up a story book that no one ever knows but the person who wrote it..and they won't understand it unless they've been through it. i like this piece i've read many things about abusive parents and their abused children...its a difficult thing to read but its even more difficult to write about it...
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