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How could I?
Contributed by
MandiLee
on
Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 07:11:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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You are a stranger
I owe you nothing
But for some reason
I need you.
After nine years
I want to know you.
You're a mystery,
A faded picture in the dust of a mantle.
For all these years you were dead to me
Just simply a stranger,
Not my dad.
Every part of me wishes
You didn't return,
But my heart wants
To see you,
And know you.
I guess so you can
**** with my heart again.
If we were strangers again
Would I feel this
Empty spot in my heart?
I used to save my love for you
Now just filled with hate
For you.
My hands shake with fear
You're really the only thing I'm scared of.
I don't know why,
You're just a man.
Just a barrier,
Keeping me from fully loving
And trusting.
I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.
How could you leave me?
When all I wanted was you.
How could you hurt me?
When all I did was love you.
How could you lie to me?
When all I wanted is the truth.
How could I have loved you?
When all you did was hate.
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MandiLee
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2006-12-15 07:11:51]
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Re: How could I?
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by yangdantien on
Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 11:44:38 AM AEST
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This piece is a powerful expression of pain and longing for the ones who by blood we are related but at some point relinquishes or rejects the duties of parenting.
When they do at whatever age you are at that time in your life; there is an emptiness, pain and realization of our feelings developed no futher than that age.
For me it was truncated at 12 so I have 12 yrs old love and 12yrs old hate that doesn't grow as I have...
Your piece evokes this and your questions are the questions of every child who suffers so....
Well Done
Peace
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Re: How could I?
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by EddieDean on
Sunday, 17th December 2006 @ 02:05:35 PM AEST
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Great poem babe. It expresses the thoughts and feelings felt by all of us who have been pushed away and hurt by our own blood.
Quite possibly the hardest day of my life was when I told me own father that I hated him and did not love him anymore. Just looking back on that day, it makes my heart break, but it was the right thing for me to do.
I can feel your pain in this work Mandi, I know where you are coming from. And I am here for you.
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