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What's left but fear?
Contributed by
LiquidChaos
on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:21:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Sometimes he sits alone in his room
Staring up at the pale faced moon
Pondering the day behind
He wonders what is left to find.
When he was 10, I saw him at school
Sporting black and blue marks from his fathers rule.
An accident he said, I fell off my bike
He never let on to any of his strife.
But when we were 12, his mother died,
Beat to death by his father, while Andy tried
To save her from the monster of greed
Which possessed Andys father, but he wouldnt heed
The warning from Andy, Theyll put you away!
He never let on to his vast array
Of Sadness, engulfing all that he had
Putting on his faade to escape from his dad.
Best friends we remained, until that night
He finally grieved for that hellish fright.
In 9th grade, he told meI cannot last,
I cannot break free of my desperate past.
I begged him to stay, to last one more night
To let me ease the pain, to escape from his plight.
So together we sat until he could stand
I tried not to cry as he reached for my hand.
For me he lasted just one more year
Until September when he met his greatest fear.
He received notice of his fathers release
He sank to his knees, prayed for one night of peace.
With arms covered in scars of hate,
He held me and said that it was too late.
I did not understand, but I loved him still
As he desperately told me that hed had his fill.
I watched him walk home with confusion and tears
Wondering why hed loved me all these years.
Two hours passed and I heard the end.
The gunfire.
The sirens.
Time stood still.
My lifelong companion
Was gone.
Sometimes I sit alone in my room
Staring up at the pale faced moon
Pondering the day behind
I wonder what is left to find
But fear.
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Re: What's left but fear?
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by bernard on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:29:21 PM AEST
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| One of the best poems that I have read on this site. It rhymes well and tells a somewhat devastating story. Thanks for an extremely good read. Keep em coming have a good day from bernard. |
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Re: What's left but fear?
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:35:06 PM AEST
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This is an absolutley fabulous write, a great poem.
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Re: What's left but fear?
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by afraid_of_fear on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 03:14:06 PM AEST
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Beautiful.. i have tears in my eyes..
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Re: What's left but fear?
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by silent on
Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 10:55:06 PM AEST
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Tragic, i found this a very hard read, but wow what emotion. It flowed and drew so much out of me, brilliant.
Take care,
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