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2006
Contributed by
trhpeanut
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Sunday, 5th October 2008 @ 06:20:55 PM in AEST
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I Must first apologize to my readers, who had loved my old poetry for such a long time.
Here is what the writing is about, and the reason as to why i left.
march 15th 2006, i was in a horrible car accident, and it's taken me this long to heal So little.
I Died a few times, with the doctors having to revive me A few times, slipped into a coma and the Doctors told my parents i would never wake up. I Did. I Suffered Horrible Pain in my back and Neck, and "minor" brain damage.
To me, it isn't Minor when you can Barely remember what you did yesterday, and You've lost Most of the memories of your childhood.
but, that was my rant,
so, here's the ranting poem.
More of a Poem filled with ramblings,
but, you have to get out emotions somehow.
"Tiffany! hold on"
The darkness Surrounds me.
I'm encased in a world of sheer nothingness.
i feel no pain, no anger, nor happiness.
Nothing left but my thoughts,
as Meaningless as they are.
No feeling. No emotion.
What will Mother say?
Will my father cry when you say I'm a lost cause?
Or will he be strong for the family?
What of amanda?
Sad, that the Last emotion we will ever feel is fear.
For ourselves and eachother.
I'm Sorry, mother. Father.
I wish i would have told you we were alone.
with our Foolish 16 year old selves.
We thought we ruled the world.
The rain Pours Hard,
Down onto the Metal I'm encased in.
Bloody face, Broken Eyes.
Unaware of what waits for me.
Will heaven Be wonderful?
I Wonder If everyone Will remember me.
How i remember them
Or will I be Doomed to hell?
I'm sorry i will never be able to Hold any of you again.
Mother, I wish i could Hold you Once more,
And tell you everything Will be alright.
I Wish i could see you Once more.
Brown Hair.
Brown Eyes.
A smile that could stop the wars of many worlds
Tight Embrace
Bright Lights.
Is this it?
Could it Be my time Has come?
So Soon?
Cold Bed.
Restrained.
Fight it.
Scream!
Brown Hair.
Brown Eyes.
Sweet smile.
walking towards me.
"sweetie, you're awake"
Tears swell Into her eyes.
I feel the warmth of her hand touching mine.
I see the Smile Gleaming Across her face.
"...who are you?"
well, there you have it.
Not the Old writing, but, maybe my mind will come back in time.
Copyright ©
trhpeanut
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2008-10-05 18:20:55]
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Re: 2006
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by emystar on
Sunday, 5th October 2008 @ 09:27:40 PM AEST
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Wwwwoooooo, I'm sorry for the things that's happened to you.Still this write speak for itself and certainly is strong, moving, yet incredibly written.
Don't apologize 'cause this kind of writting needs to be heard.
Welcome back.
huggs, smiles, many blessings,
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