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Dear Trash
Contributed by
daydreamer
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Thursday, 11th September 2003 @ 09:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I am tired of running around looking for satisfaction
I am tired of you being an ass and taking no action
I need a dad not a drunk who wants me when he wants to play his role
You treat me like a toy and play with me then set me back on the shelf, its taking its toll
I need something steady in my life not a mumbled mess
I have been there at your becken call and for everyone else but me you try to impress
No more, I can’t take this game you play so well
I feel like I am being sentenced to hell
I was already damned before I was even born
I needed you and you always left my heart torn
Don’t call on me when you need me
cause you were never there when I needed you, why can’t you see
I would have done anything for you that you asked for
all you could do is show me the door since the age of four
Mom painted a world of roses for me to see
and now that reality has hit me all I can do is flee
One trait I received from you is how to run when the going gets tough
I can’t trust in anyone or let them get close no matter how great the love
I hate you and can’t stand for people to know I am related
How could you destroy so many lives, is that the reason you were created
I am sorry I can’t lie to you and tell you how wonderful of a father you are
You are nothing but the devil himself, I wish I could run from you, run so far
I don’t ever want to see or hear from or about you again as long as I am breathing
All you know how to do is live for yourself and be nothing but deceiving
I hope the next place I see you is in hell
I won’t let you ruin my life and in self pity dwell
I write this poem to you in hopes you will see what you have conceived
And to think I put all my hopes and wishes into you I actually believed
One day you would be the father I can only dream of
No more, I see you for you and nothing more, here in my heart, for you there is no love
I hope you drink yourself to your death and sit and fester in what you have done
You have taken everything away from me but now its time for me to have my own fun
Good-bye to bad rubbish and good riddance to the waste of life you have become
Copyright ©
daydreamer
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2003-09-11 21:05:00]
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Re: Dear Trash
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 11th September 2003 @ 09:31:30 PM AEST
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this is so powerful, and it is well written. it has brought me to tears. i have read more of your writing, and i think it is good. and i think you hurt very much; for this i am sorry...
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Re: Dear Trash
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by StAiN on
Thursday, 11th September 2003 @ 11:08:05 PM AEST
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nice work.
Fathers totally suck hey? |
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Re: Dear Trash
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 13th September 2003 @ 04:12:54 PM AEST
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nice I liked the anger in this. I hope u feel better after writing this and can forget about him and everything he ever did (or didn't do) and carry on with yer life. Take care of urself.
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Re: Dear Trash
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by lovingcritters on
Sunday, 14th September 2003 @ 03:53:25 AM AEST
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This poem is magnificent! Such courage to stand to your own father! He deserves to know the way you feel....but please understand it won't make any difference to him....for if he had feelings in the beginning he would never have done to you what he did!
Now start loving yourself...quick! for you never want to pick-up where he left off! Don't destroy your life just because of him...you're rid of him now....stay away....far away....and raise yourself higher with your life!
Wonderful poem...keep writing them...they will really help you heal! From him YOUR life he can never steal...UNLESS YOU LET HIM!
Warm Love,
lovingcritters
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