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Blameless- The Dreamer

Contributed by Tot on Tuesday, 25th December 2007 @ 01:06:25 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



Never was I so truly innocent of any crime

surely if you were to search so far

my wrongs you would find

a dreamer drenched in fantasy

I fancied myself something great

from the time I first picked up my pencil

and found the words to write

Never to say I was so fantastic

that there could be no one better

I was only a child

living in anger

who found a pen

to make it better

barely a teen

when without even my first kiss

my innocence was assaulted

but for the sakes of those I loved

I bore the pain alone

so many years , they passed without one word spoken

for what did I have but a family..one truly broken

never so innocent was I that I could be blamed for nothing

but there are some things I would say are not the fault of the dreamer

when attacked without a place to run

no one to place my fears upon

no shoulder on which to cry

so instead I wrote my dreams on paper

and placed my anguish behind me

for what did I have but a family-that was truly broken

so when the courage somehow found its way through my mind and outward

no one stood by me, all doubting me

what fears I had always bore proved reality

for never was I so innocent that no blame could be placed upon me

and blame you all pointed to the dreamer..

a liar, a whore, a tramp,

the dreamer whose only true dream was a reality in which he had not touched her

believe me I never asked

never wanted

but yet your blame lays upon me

when my blame lays upon you

FOR NEVER WERE YOU SO INNOCENT

THAT I COULD NOT FIND YOUR CRIME

all of you with the words of hate

so, yes perhaps, I abandoned the hate,

left behind the anger, the piercing words,

and forged ahead without you

and you will stay behind~

maybe somewhere deep in my mind, I can forgive you all

but in my heart I know you will never be a part of me again

because the one time this dreamer needed you

you stood by the man who took me my from childhood

and made cold

But now as I stand with the road ahead my life seems so open

there is no anger inside my soul

because I know that even though I never was so truly innocent could blame

not find its way to my door, but here and here I will always stand

the only one willing to tell the truth...because the COWARD of cowards, the

true liar is that and nothing more

I will always stand here stead fast and unmoving

Blameless

Blameless

I am Blameless

So you can take that with you when you die

because it will be then and only then

that you will ever know

that I was the one to believe in

when all the anger passed





Copyright © Tot ... [ 2007-12-25 13:06:25]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Blameless- The Dreamer (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 29th December 2007 @ 07:57:27 AM AEST
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My gosh, Kandice. This poem literally bleeds with an ache. The subject makes it
sobering, but somehow there is a freedom to be found within the lines. You have
released deomons that hold a tight grip on our souls. Banished them in fact. I
wish they were never there to begin with. I wish so many things for you that
have not yet found you. They will, sweetie. Because you deserve every
happiness. :)

I admire your strength and courage. Beautiful dwells in your heart.

Thanks for sharing.

~Breezy


Re: Blameless- The Dreamer (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 8th January 2008 @ 04:07:26 AM AEST
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If there is no anger inside your soul,you are truly blessed.
The picking up of the pen is the gateway to knowing ourselves,I'm glad you found that key.
You write so well,you really do.
You know the truth and I guess if others had your courage,they'd admit that you do.

Den




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