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a child's recollection
Contributed by
lostrelic
on
Friday, 14th November 2008 @ 11:17:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I sit looking in my glass this crystal stem holding a reflection pond of past memories
Seeing times of loneliness as concrete and strangers the only thing called family
Sitting in empty doorways a small child scared waiting in the rain
People walking by there faces can not hide the shame or anger
Am I really that bad do I not get a chance like your own children?
Some of us in life are born with trouble not asked for
Mothers and fathers who do not care if death came from a phone call
Wallowing in anger hands smashed tears falling as they are now
Waiting for love from anyone hoping there is more then this
No teddy to cuddle just a rock as my bed a rag as my clothe
I walked for years with empty eyes down never able to look at a face
Is that child gone or is the pain just a swallow of this wine I can taste?
Mother did you think of me in nights of snow and wind
Father were your hands missing someone to beat around
Did you even blink when they called to tell you that they found your son
In some empty alley beaten and raped by the city night
Did you cry?
Those days are old but the pain still lingers like the moon tonight
Full and abusive to the stars blinding in the dark
That child still breathes within me but the man now stands
With a broken heart and a family of my own
Not able to have a child the recollection would be to much a strain
Did you even smile when I told you I was married your card did not mean much to me
Just words with out hugs just lies with out weakness or fault
The family has split they blame each other for the loss of togetherness
They still cry in the night wondering if you even loved yourself
It’s so easy to walk away from something you create even if was in the name of love
Even if I had no love?
Now that I have someone to hold I feel stronger inside
But I was alone for thirty three years did you not even care
A phone does not hold the weight of the world
is it that hard to admit you were wrong?
Even as time catches you with grey hair and friends dying around you
Those same friends you left me for I will never forget
I guess its time to swallow this last reflection
I do not need another tonight
I will crawl beside the one who loves me and say to you goodnight
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lostrelic
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2008-11-14 23:17:31] (Date/Time posted on
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