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Mistake
Contributed by
somnium
on
Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 01:02:01 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Lie there on the ground
A bloody mess and
a mistake
You deserve this
Oh sweet child of mine
from the one who
took my innocence away
by force and ripped my mind apart
It must be your fault
as I do this to you
and leave a bloodied
corpse of my child
On the floor
Of this ward
To be swept away
and incinerated
My vomit worries me more
than my thoughts of
you, you're just a
bad memory
to remind me of him
I couldn't have kept
you
every day seeing his face
So naturally you deserve to die
not anyones choice but mine
my anger will go away
they all said id regret it
Maybe I do
Maybe I wanted you
Maybe I feel so bad now
maybe it's too late
maybe
maybe
maybe
It's all i have left now you're
gone
Salty water lands in my coffe
Blood leaks from my body
again like it should
regular like a real woman
But then the image of your body comes back
and i scream
Scream till my voice is gone
and all that's left is my hatred
I hate him
I hate me
I hate you
I hate God
for putting me in this
position
I vomit again
Some vodka and
paracetemol
and everyone feels better
A rope
A gun
A pill
to set me free
from your memory
Sweet child gone
Clarity removed
Blue clouds
in my head
Cover the
Auburn sun
of my heart
And you
my child
my son
my daughter
Whoever you were
or were meant to be
Has gone
And left me empty
To drown in my self pity
Copyright ©
somnium
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2006-04-10 13:02:01]
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Re: Mistake
(User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on
Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 05:39:30 PM AEST
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A fine job portraying a bitter and painful subject. Well handled here. Keep it up.
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