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On My Birthday
Contributed by
Poetic_Angel
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Sunday, 12th January 2003 @ 03:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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On my birthday we were in a wide cut
Though there were lights, darkness fell over us
I was so angry yet so ashamed
You were angry too but I was still the one you blamed
I wouldn’t let u go, no I wasn’t ready yet
But I guess you got more mad and a trigger in your brain was set
Then I saw the hate in your eyes and you kicked my shins so hard
Next thing u know, I realize, that my head was about to hit the bars
Luckily I guarded my face and then awkwardly forgot the rest
Until I felt me drop to the floor and press my arms into my chest
Then u kicked me again as if I were some ball
I rose up into the night noticing not one tear fall
I was hurting though
Then out of nowhere, someone saw the scene
Threatened to tell the police then all of a sudden there was a screen
Between me and reality and I wanted to get away
You still had my money but all I did was stay
She said that I was pretty and that I could do much better
But the more she talked, the more I thought my tears couldn’t get any wetter
She told me she was in an abusive relationship it never got her anywhere
And that no matter how many times I told you I loved you, you would never care
I knew what she was saying I’ve felt it all before
And just right when I started to relax, u came through the door
And told me to come on, I couldn’t say no
I looked in her eyes and tried to tell her I had to go
Because if she was really in an abusive relationship she’d know what the consequences were
So I just turned around and put my head down and my eyes fell into a blur
Then there was security, rushing outside, asking if I was ok
I looked at you then in their eyes and there was only one thing to say
I was alright
We walked a little further, then right next to our side
Was a policeman on a bike, and security in a ride
Then right in front of them, came a police car
Through all of this, we weren’t going to get far
The policeman called me over, as friendly as he could be
He looked into my eyes and I hoped that he could see
How badly I need to cry
Because everything I said, damn near was a lie
He asked me if u hit me, no u hurt me though
He asked me if we’d work it out my watery eyes began to show
He asked me if I was scared of you
And If I had a way home
He wondered if I was scared of what you’d do
And if I didn’t want to walk all alone
Then I put on a face and smiled and thanked him for his concern
But I knew he felt the pain that I held and wondered when I was going to learn
It’s no longer anyone’s fault but mine
Because everyone tells me to leave but I’m acting like I’m blind
You see, it’s not easy to say good-bye when you’re scared to make a mistake
But I need to stop being blind and stop pretending that this is fake
It’ll never go away
As long as I stay
Nothing will ever change you, then you’ll most likely leave me
Then I’ll be the wrong one to stay, because nothing is all I’ll be
I guess there’s nothing more, to u I have to say
Just that all I wanted from u was a simple “happy birthday”
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Poetic_Angel
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2003-01-12 15:40:00]
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Re: On My Birthday
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by bobotheclown on
Sunday, 12th January 2003 @ 04:05:23 PM AEST
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This made me feel sad. I hurt for you and wonder why u stay in this relationship
And that no matter how many times I told you I loved you, you would never care
Those two lines really stuck out to me. I enjoyed this and hope u won't hurt ne more.
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Re: On My Birthday
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by Wachumiri on
Wednesday, 14th January 2004 @ 05:33:01 PM AEST
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I guess I can't say that I really feel your pain, because it must be all so much more than what you could put down in words. Be carefull, ok? Somebody once said, "Love knows when to let go."
Just take care, OK?
David |
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