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Absent
Contributed by
Shadows_In_The_Darkness
on
Tuesday, 9th January 2007 @ 06:04:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Dig this blade a little deeper across my skin,
I want to release all the pain from within.
23 years I've spent chasing a dream,
All of this pain makes me want to scream.
Where in the hell have u been?
Do you see these scars on my skin?
Each one was a new place I cried,
Each one a step closer to suicide.
I keep reaching for your hand out of this ugliness,
Trying to get over your absence.
How were you able to look at yourself in the mirror?
Did it really ever bother you your daughter's not here?
Why not walk into court insist with a judge?
Tell him you wanted me and you won't budge.
Was I not worth fighting for?
Why wouldn't you do more?
Where were you when I'd scraped both my knees?
Where were you when I climbed the highest trees?
Where were you when he would sweat all over me?
Where were you when he wouldn't let me free?
Where were you when I was put on honor roll?
Where were you when I kicked my first goal?
Where were you when I started doing drugs?
Where were you when I went out with thugs?
Where were you when I went to rehab that October?
Where were you when I was working to get sober?
Where were you when I had a gun to my head?
Where were you when I wished I were dead?
Where were you when he would hit me?
Where were you when he went on a drug spree?
Where were you when I got the courage to leave?
Where are you now while I grieve?
This is just the same old story on a new day,
It hurts you always choose to stay away.
I know I was replaced a very long time ago,
you could've tried harder not to let me know.
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Shadows_In_The_Darkness
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2007-01-09 18:04:55]
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Re: Absent
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by Alex23 on
Tuesday, 9th January 2007 @ 07:59:57 PM AEST
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| All I can say it wow! I can really feel your anger and sorrow through these words. Great poem. Sorry to hear about it though. Take care. |
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Re: Absent
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by yangdantien on
Tuesday, 9th January 2007 @ 08:19:06 PM AEST
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This piece also hits home here and after watching 'Field of Dreams' and 'Smoke Signals' a piece of the latter provides some insight and relief:
"How Do We Forgive Our Fathers?
by D. Lourie*
How do we forgive our Fathers?
Maybe in a dream
Do we forgive our Fathers for leaving us too often or forever when we were little?
Maybe for scaring us with unexpected rage
or making us nervous
because there never seemed to be any rage there at all.
Do we forgive our Fathers for marrying or not marrying our Mothers?
For Divorcing or not divorcing our Mothers?
And shall we forgive them for their excesses of warmth or coldness?
Shall we forgive them for pushing or leaning
for shutting doors
for speaking through walls
or never speaking
or never being silent?
Do we forgive our Fathers in our age or in theirs
or their deaths saying it to them or not saying it?
If we forgive our Fathers what is left?
* This poem is read during the last scene in 'Smoke Signals.' It was originally published in a longer version titled "Forgiving Our Fathers" in a book of poems titled 'Ghost Radio' published by Hanging Loose Press in 1998"
Well Done
Peace
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Re: Absent
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by Nothingness on
Wednesday, 10th January 2007 @ 07:47:03 AM AEST
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Wow! and again wow... amazing absolutly amazing... you shared in my heart and its freaky how close you hit a lot of things... all i can say is it blew me away wonderful job.. just remember... there are always friends to help you through pain
~nothingness~
*only a pm away*
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