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Freedom Is What I Need

Contributed by SlimStaple on Wednesday, 13th October 2004 @ 08:44:02 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems




With a saddened farewell
I turn my back on you and walk out the door.
There is a pebble on the grown
Sitting by the edge of a puddle.
I kick the pebble and it flies over the water
And lands on the other side.

A bird flies over my head
And I fear it will crap on my head.
But it just rises higher in the air
And I stand watching it go.

I try my hardest not to look back
I made up my mind and I am not turning around.
My feet begin to move again
And I find myself moving forward.

I got a back slung over my should
Filled with meaningless things I love.
My doc. Martins are untied
So my rainbow shoelaces are getting wet
Because of the fallen rain coating to sidewalk.

I am the only one to blame
I am the one that packed up and left.
But the coldness of the house was killing me
Soon I would be as dead as the fridge in our front yard.
Covered in dirt and smelling like old fish.

I had to walk away from you all
And I am sorry for the pain that will cause
But I could not live in a house
Where there were holes in dirty walls
And a moss covered car in the driveway.

Hiding my money in a puppet
Or behind a Jim Morison poster
Just does not strike my fancy anymore.
And yelling at the top of my lunges
Just to be heard by daddy
Really is not fun anymore.

I am so sorry that I had to do this
But I am not going back.
With money strapped to legs
And meds carefully hid.
So many things breaking in our house,
And so many people dying inside.

As I walk away and look at the birds in the sky
And the pebbles on the ground
I know that I love you all
But freedom is now what I need.




Copyright © SlimStaple ... [ 2004-10-13 20:44:02]
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Re: Freedom Is What I Need (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Wednesday, 13th October 2004 @ 08:50:13 PM AEST
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Nice write. Running away isn't good, I did it, and the outcome wasn't very pleasant...

Spazzo



Re: Freedom Is What I Need (User Rating: 1 )
by WanderingSoul on Thursday, 9th December 2004 @ 06:54:21 PM AEST
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wow, thats a really great poem. i love the whole concept: freedom is what i need. thats what caught my attention. :D




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