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The Truth Of My mother
Contributed by
invierno
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Friday, 16th October 2015 @ 06:44:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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I exist, due to you.
Were not that fact a thing of truth;
in soothe, indeed, to be precise,
but for that deed
you wouldn't be in my life.
When I think of you I starve in soul;
recalling absence, empty bowls,
days alone with roaches-
masquerading men,
buggering me repeatedly
four years ere' I saw ten.
You watched your latest man back then
urinate into a Dixie cup-
I didn't clean the toothpaste up,
you stood by while I drank it down,
I swirled in misery while my love drowned.
And now you come like all is well;
“Hello Son!, I've missed you so!”,
Only as you gave me life,
I spare your heart what my soul knows.
Copyright ©
invierno
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2015-10-16 18:44:00]
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Friday, 16th October 2015 @ 06:53:59 PM AEST
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The emotion really carves its way through this piece.
Intense and moving, I think anyone would be hard pressed not to sit up and take notice of the words before them here.
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by xHeathenx on
Friday, 16th October 2015 @ 08:04:09 PM AEST
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The soft yet painful bite of misery, the soothing yet unease of looking back at horror, instead of looking upon it, and the expression of the holding of one's tongue. There's quite a lot here, and it's very well done. :)
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 17th October 2015 @ 04:03:39 AM AEST
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The honesty is breathtaking. The content wrenches the reader from lethargy. Hell, I'd like to say I can empathise, but that's too far for me. Sympathise I certainly can. On reading, to say this is hard-hitting, is an understatement, and now, I'm angry. Whole host of emotions erupting. I did know something of the content from a previous poem of yours, but that last line says much about the man behind these words
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by softerware on
Saturday, 17th October 2015 @ 10:53:31 AM AEST
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Cruelties told here build from the child's horror and bring us at last to the salvation of the adult who cannot forgive, cannot forget, but chooses to stand apart in abject tolerance. Logic is useless. And your saving grace--your very survival--is found in the man you are now--no longer the helpless victim.
How elegantly you have penned a nightmare. How wise you are to have found that sharing the tale abolishes the blame childhood visits upon itself when parents are defective. You have given your nightmare permission to live in the daylight of your maturity, and invited us to know. A long journey, hard won, and well told.
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 17th October 2015 @ 08:59:44 PM AEST
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| Sad but well penned. It's hard not to let the resentment overcome, I commend you for trying |
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Re: The Truth Of My mother
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by FireStarter on
Saturday, 7th November 2015 @ 12:17:26 AM AEST
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| A truely beautiful poem, really horrible what some people do to their kids |
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