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home or shelter

Contributed by roieno on Monday, 16th February 2009 @ 07:22:19 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Stuck in a place where it’s called home
Alone with Mom and Dad rarely home
Resting under the moon with hopeful tears
Rising under the sun with frightful fears
With Mom and Dad unreasonably fighting
While seeking with watery eyes for an ending
As Dad constantly fails, gambling at the bar
While Mom carelessly enjoys friends at five star
Forgetting they are leaving someone behind
Someone who needs Mom and Dad for a growing mind
As the lonely life passes over plenty years
While growing older with no support it steers
Looking forward to the wonderful dreams ahead
When someday my dad had said,
“I lost again, but with no money I paid”
How is that possible I had wondered
“I had no other choice but to give you away”, he muttered
Shocked with my heart beating faster and faster
Worried about the one I had promised my love to forever and ever
What have I done to deserve this
What can I do, I am helpless
Much better than torture, break the heart and die
With a very last breath,
“I am sorry my love, goodbye.”

By: Roieno




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Re: home or shelter (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Monday, 16th February 2009 @ 07:56:43 PM AEST
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this is very, very sad. peace. elle


Re: home or shelter (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 17th February 2009 @ 03:34:02 PM AEST
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very powerful writing and imagery, good job.

-phil




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