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Damaged

Contributed by djs on Friday, 14th October 2005 @ 06:14:39 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



our paths crossed
when i was very young
and you were quick to acknowldge
that i was a terrible stepson

not even 9
yet the hate was there
i tried to reach out
but you never cared

pointing out my flaws
in each and every way
you destroyed my self-esteem
and it's gone to this day

my grades were too low
my body not that strong
and as your fists beat me down
you said i was in the wrong

with each broken rib
and every bloody nose
you'd tell me i was worthless
and you were right i suppose

the buckles on your belts
left scars on my back
after 12 years of abuse
confidence i lack

you'd make me dust
so you could test with a white glove
but no matter my efforts
it was never clean enough

"pick your punishment"
the only game we'd play
where i got to choose
which belt would bring me pain

"sir, yes sir"
i'd speak, eyes on the floor
because if i looked at your face
you'd punch me some more

you said i was ugly
well it must be true
i hate my reflection
because i all see is you

-djs 10/14/05




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Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by crazy on Friday, 14th October 2005 @ 06:31:50 PM AEST
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dang you pored your heart out on this one
extrodinary on the words and howmuch i feel for you
you truely are an amazing person if you write these poems with such feelings and carisma
like you do i just cant get enough of the amazing work of poems
you are an excilent writer


Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by DamentedSuicide on Friday, 14th October 2005 @ 07:41:41 PM AEST
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this one you really let go in lots of emotion and pain. i could say im sorry but it wouldnt change nething that has happened, chilling write, your a wonderful poet


Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by DamentedSuicide on Friday, 14th October 2005 @ 07:42:13 PM AEST
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this one you really let go in lots of emotion and pain. i could say im sorry but it wouldnt change nething that has happened, chilling write, your a wonderful poet


Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 14th October 2005 @ 10:24:52 PM AEST
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well if your ex step dad ever said you had no talents, he was seriously mistaken, because your talent shone through brilliantly in this. a masterpiece. very impressing bit of poetry, but the cost of it being written, i think was too great.


Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 15th October 2005 @ 12:01:27 AM AEST
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Well I'm very happy to know he's an ex step dad. There's no justification for this kind of abuse from a step father or any one else especially to a child or young man.
he should be in prison for his actions.
U are a very tlented writer so keep writing. Always remember he's the ugly one with a big problem.
One of these days he'll meet his match and get back all that he gave. That's just a fact of life.
he best be happy he wasn't my childrens step father. He wouldn't wonna ever abuse another child after I finished with him. I'd pick up an equalizer and show him how it felt to be abused.
Don't let that bimbo hurt your life any more than he already has.
Every day go to your mirror and tell your reflection, I know I'm somebody 'cause God don't make no junk.
luv, big hugs, prayer,
emy


Re: Damaged (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th October 2005 @ 12:53:14 PM AEST
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this is sad beautifuly written style i can relate trust me only i had the opposite my mom and don't that make for a disfunctional man i beleive saying goes in either case, " The Hand That Rocks The Cradle " good writting though hold on 2 your art.

Ben




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