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Heavy
Contributed by
desciple
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Saturday, 21st May 2011 @ 04:42:24 PM in AEST
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DarkPoetry
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You sorry piece of....Fat pig,
Bleached whale,
You eat to damn much.
Go to your room and maybe you'll eat.
As I sat their as a child,
With my knees under my chin, watching my feet.
Sometimes I would wait till late night,
Just so I could eat.
Scared and paranoid,
The four walls to my room became my confidants to fill the void.
Crying myself to sleep,
Only on the days I tried not to eat.
Fearful at times,
Sneaking my plate to the room...where I could eat in peace.
One plate right now, I can't go back for another.
Maybe I will...oh damn, their goes my mother.
Scampering to the room, sometimes confused.
I never understood the verbal abuse of my youth.
Some of them made me stronger.
But, it feels far from the truth.
The blame doesn't fall on the shoulders of just one person.
All were responsible,
Everyone played their part,
Even the one's I considered to be close.
Mistakes are to be made,
As a child I thought they just wanted to Hate me.
Perhaps in hindsight,
I should be glad for the attention and love they gave me.
Careful now...
As I lay myself down to sleep,
But next time,
Better, Please....wait,
Hold your breath as you sneak and be careful of what you eat.
Copyright ©
desciple
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2011-05-21 16:42:24]
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Re: Heavy
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by emystar on
Saturday, 21st May 2011 @ 11:24:13 PM AEST
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This is very sad but well written.
Hang tuff.
Blessings,
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Re: Heavy
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by InfinitePoet on
Sunday, 22nd May 2011 @ 04:45:30 PM AEST
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The most sickening and fear filled times in our lives are nothing but poems in motion! It took courage to write and share this poem!! Keep goin and keep posting and sharing your style is unique!!
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