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My Life How It Sets
Contributed by
acidicblasphemy
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Thursday, 2nd January 2014 @ 09:15:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Im five again
the wind is blowing my hair around
there are no worries here
there is only day and night
yes my parents are arguing
but thats the last thing on my mind
I need only air
and my sisters
and my own sense of control to survive
Im nine again
my curiosity leans toward new things
I take my anger out on others
to mask my true feelings
I hate wearing glasses
I love my friends at school
they are my escape
from the real life of my family
that has started to unfurl
Im twelve again
its been one year since my parents issues
have completely settled in my head
I dont completely understand
but its enough to make me hate my dad
the same man who used to pick me up
and walk me on the ceiling
the same man who used to throw me on the bed as hard as he can
hoping not to hurt me
but Id come back screaming,
again, daddy, again!
Im thirteen again
its amazing what one year can do to you
my life is black and night
and razors and fright
I take my emotions out on myself
I cut deeper and longer
I dont want any help
people are scared of me
looking back Id be scared of me too
but at thirteen theres only so much you can do
my pain went ignored
I didnt care
I covered it up so no one would stare
I didnt mind talking about it
I just didnt want it said
hows that for a teen everyone thinks is ***** up in the head?
Im fifteen again
a sophomore
still have the same issues and doubt in the world
smoking drinking and pot galore
these are my new escapes
among a few more
I dont care whats happening around me
Im invincible as far as I can see
my only weakness is my heart
I try to push it all into art
but its not enough
I have the unstoppable urge to be touched
my first true love broke my heart
and left a deep
dark
ever growing mark
I hated everything about me
and I hated everyone else
I devilled deeper and deeper
in an attempt to distract myself
Im eighteen again
the last couple of years were spent mainly alone
with a sack of weed
Ive been living out of my car
staying here and there to sleep
I got my first job and my pockets are crammed with a few bucks
I want nothing more than to leave
and never come back
once I start contemplating this very seriously
I have my plan down and everything
this guy comes out of no where and sweeps me off my feet
Ive known him forever
we went to high school together
he graduated one year before me
and we went our own ways
something brought us back together after that long year
maybe it was fate?
he took me in his arms
and showed me that theres something worth living for
theres always something more
Im twenty now
Im still with this guy who makes me breathless sometimes
we work on cars together
and play video games
we pay our rent and whatever else needs to be
well take random vacations
that last a few days at a time
he holds me tight when I want to cry
hes just so wonderful
hes changed my life
everything else here is okay too
I havent cut myself in a couple of years
Im still known to chill and have a few beers
all of the stuff Ive been through is all in the past
lifes just too short
it goes by so fast
so when I turn twenty one and every year after
Ill hold everything to heart
and cherish it forever.
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Re: My Life How It Sets
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by Spike on
Friday, 3rd January 2014 @ 05:12:58 AM AEST
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that was a very moving post; poetry that indeed tells a story, but a new category in itself I think - maybe bio(graphy)poetry - as the story is yours, as harsh and painful and beautiful as it is.
so nice to hear that another rose is blooming in its garden.
Have a great 2014,
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Re: My Life How It Sets
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by desire on
Monday, 6th January 2014 @ 09:13:34 AM AEST
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This is a beautifully written poem, sad yet hopeful, with hurt turning to love, its quite powerful, very visual,
You were saved by someone showing you what love feels like. That's always a beautiful amazing thing...I hope one day I feel this way..you give me hope. Thanks for sharing |
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