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A Father's Scolding

Contributed by blackfire9786 on Monday, 14th July 2003 @ 07:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Holding my hands behind my back, staring at the ground
I try not to listen to your words, but I can’t block out the sound.
Each word tears into my soul, ripping out pieces of my heart
Ingraining themselves in my mind, will the shouting never stop?

I’m so tired, I just close my eyes, trying not to hear what you say
How I’m such a disappointment, my brothers and sisters never acted this way.
I just want to go to sleep, forget everything you’ve said
I wanna forget that I’m stupid and ugly, and that I’m better off dead.

I just don’t understand you, I don’t know how u can say
That one day I’m your angel, when the next you just throw me away.
My head is starting to pound, my temple throbbing painfully
I cannot meet your eyes, I lower my head shamefully

You don’t have to tell me over and over, I know I screwed up again
You don’t need to tell me how bad I am, I already know my sins
You don’t need to tell me how hard your life is, I know that mine is meaningless
I can’t imagine how tough your life is, in all your bliss and ignorance.

Your voice sounds distant, as angry thoughts run through my head
If only you knew what a hard life was, would you say the things you’ve said?
If you knew the things I’ve seen, things that haunt me in my dreams,
Would you sit there with your fancy, big tv and beg me for all my sympathy?

I slowly turn, head up the stairs, your voice taunting me all the way
My mind drifts off to other places, where I can’t hear what you say.
Everything that you say, I know it’s not true, but it must be.
I reach my bed, close my eyes, and go from a painful life, to painful dreams.




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Re: A Father's Scolding (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Monday, 14th July 2003 @ 07:48:16 AM AEST
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First of all...(((teddy huggers)))
Everybody makes mistakes,even adults.Somethimes they make the biggest ones because they fail to see what their so called grown up actions do to the kids.No matter what,never lose sight of the fact that you are special and precious...People may say hurtful things to us but their words can only hurt us if we let them.Yes...if you have done wrong,then learn but never,never,think your life is meaningless.I wish you well...I wish you love. :)


Re: A Father's Scolding (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Thursday, 17th July 2003 @ 10:05:26 PM AEST
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firstly i want to congradulate u on writting this, my parents are the hardest thing toi write about because i despise them so much, so im very impressed on how you were able to express your feelings so clearly. also i am surprised that only one other person has commented on this, but still it is an excellent peivce of work, even if it doesnt get the recognition it deserves. well again great write i cant wait to read more of your poetry ~Apryl




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