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Bleeding Heart
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(Before you read, I'd just like to say that you all are some of the best friends I've ever had, and you have made me very happy and have filled me with love and confidence! This following poem is all about my younger childhood. I am seventeen now, and have recovered from the pain in here) Bleeding Heart By: Noah Eaton 1/22/01 After all these years, since I’ve been born My heart has finally thawed, frozen in sorrows cold I’ve been wounded, I’ve been wronged I pray for the day when my loves mystery unfolds So many lovelorn memories I just wish that I could erase I never had a smile on my face I felt so freezing cold, all I could do was pray As I was getting more scared every day I was too scared to ride the school bus before and after school Everyone always broke my heart, they were so cruel I used all my strength my feeble little legs could take me All alone, in the sunshine and through the cold freezing rain and sleet I would stop and cry in desperation for help Screaming “Why doesn’t everyone hate me, can’t anybody see my heart bleed and swell?” All I ever wanted was a friend, someone to talk to, and for once I wouldn’t feel sad Is that too much to ask? I begged on and on, I prayed day after day, nothing ever happened Through all of elementary school, kids slandered me, wished I wasn’t alive, I was forever saddened I would beg the teachers for help, but they told me to stop acting like a baby I wished I could morph into a bird and fly far far away I remember countless Valentines days, where my heart was broken All I wished for was love and peace, but all I felt was devastated I’d hand out my cards, and look at my empty desk I’d ask one for a valentine, that person said “Here’s your Valentine!’ and just punched me in the chest I’d cry and cry days and days, begging God to help me Crying if there is someone out there for me, anyone at all, crying for mercy If I’d always be unloved, as I fall down to my knees Desperate for help, as my blue heart aches and bleeds All that has changed now, my prayers were answered somehow I now lie free in the meadow, beside a golden path to riches far outside of Sorrowtown My heart still bleeds for a love, but I smile as my heart thaws and melts in all your words Filling me with confidence and cheer, as I laugh and cry and learn |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I'm sorry that you were hurt so badly, Noah. No child should ever have to endure such pain. I'm glad you are healing and have hope for the future. You possess an inner strength that will stand you well in the days and years ahead. Denise |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Thank you for your very encouraging comment, Denise! You only encourage me to keep writing on and fill me with confidence! Thank you for taking the time to read this! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Mr.Magoo Member
since 2001-01-20
Posts 104 |
I too am sorry for all the cruelty that you have had to endure. If I were there I would have beat their butts...just kiddin. When I pray I pray for people like those that you have written about because they are the ones that need all the help they can get. You my dear will be stronger than they could ever hope to be. Remember you have a friend here.. God Bless Mr.Magoo |
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