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Contributed by Unbreakable on Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 08:26:50 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



When I meet her, what is the first thing she'll see
what imitation of feeling will there be?

Will she look me in the eye and already know,
Her eyes turning downcast, will she tell me to go?

When I hold out my hand and tell her my name
which of us takes the hurt and which takes the blame?

And when, because I can't help it, I begin to cry
will it even cross her mind to wonder why?

When I tell her that I needed to know, I had to come
will her eyes be blank, will her heart be numb?

When I open my heart and prepare for the pain
what part of me will I lose, what will she gain?

When I ask her to explain how she couldn't care
will her reply be anything but a distant stare?

When finally the time has come to say our goodbyes
will I be able to rid my head of her lies?

And when she tells me that she never wanted to leave
that she always loved me, will I be naive?

Will I want to believe her version so bad
that I would risk giving up everything that I had?

Can one moment, one truth make this all disappear
Will there ever be a way to overcome my fear?

A way to meet her, who brought me into this world
from whose corrupted, chaotic life I was hurled?

To see the resemblance in her face and my own
to let her decieve me, and let my truth be known?

If only to tell her what I've come to understand
that in the hourglass of my life, she is but one piece of sand

That I'll never make her life-story mine
that my perseverance has stood the test of time

That I never needed her and that I never will
she stole the years from herself and I can't make time stand still




Copyright © Unbreakable ... [ 2005-07-18 20:26:50]
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Re: When (User Rating: 1 )
by fielding88 on Wednesday, 12th October 2005 @ 10:22:34 PM AEST
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Ouch. You can kind of feel the pain in this one, and the question format is a pretty good way of getting your thoughts out, as you did here. An enjoyable read, and here's to hoping that day comes if it needs to, but by your conclusions at the end of the poem, it's not at all necessary. Very strong write, and admirable too.




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