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katherine Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 365Canberra Australia |
haha i'm back after many months of sometimes visiting to post. So all of you who thought you were safe from my aweful poetry think agian. It's not one of my best and if I can pull this off I'll be surprised oh well here goes.... What Would... What would happen if you lost what made you you. If you sudenly became a heartless heap; who spent her days covered in tears. Her only friend, a bottle. Everyday the bitterness growing, the hate expanding. Nothing ever changing, always the same day in day out. ~ I sit here in my corner, my drunken body slowly rocking back and forth. A bottle held to my parted lips never stoping only when the liquid saviour is gone. You mind hasn't caught up with your body yet, you have no idea how bad things really are. All that goes through your mind is the constant thought that you can't turn out like her. Her who made grandpa's life so misrable. Her who is so vain. Her who lives off pain. Her who lost her mind long ago. Her the one that yells and screams, the one you can't stand and has never been able to stand the fact you don't sit at Her feet and suck up like the other does. Watching Her just makes you sick. All you know is you can't turn out like Her.... "by takeing no risks you are really risking everything" Vic's RE book [This message has been edited by katherine (edited 10-10-2001).] |
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cherish Senior Member
since 2001-03-25
Posts 1639swimming in fairy floss........... |
wow....if this is about you and your own mum, i hope youre doing ok katie. *hugs*. its a horrible situation to be in- you portrayed that darn well alright! this is a very powerful piece...raw emotions most definately at work. good post- i just hope youre coping ok. thanks for sharing. The day I stopped loving I died. |
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katherine Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 365Canberra Australia |
thanks cherish but it's not about my mum. my nana has had a pretty hard life and i've heard bits and pieces about her from my dad and my aunty. At one stage she was a drunk and from what i've heard her and my grandpa didn't have the best of marriges. i don';t get on with my nana at all she hates me and i really don't want to be anything like her my sister however my nana adores the reason being is she knows hw to play people. this is mostly about my nana and the not wanting to tun out like her part of it is the drinking. As it was i used to drink my problems away but now i'm to scared to really drink anything. so yeah "by takeing no risks you are really risking everything" |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
"All you know is you can't turn out like Her...." That would have to be the most powerful line of the entire piece. It's the one defiant move that one person could ever do to improve the quality of their life. Your Nanna sounds a lot like mine. Evil witch that she is.  I hope that you get peace from her in some way. I'm happy to hear you've stopped drinking away your problems.  Take care and thanks for sharing. ~AF~ "I remember the days when I was so eager to satisfy you" |
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xShUgArHiGhx 
since 2000-09-26
Posts 3150tRyIn tO fIt iN2 mY oWn ShoEs |
Oh hush girl...horrible poetry!?!?!?! HA! Please....jeez louise who r u kidding!?!?! lol Its nice to see ya back and of course you came back with a bang! Great job and u better keep on postin in here!! |
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anonymous albert ?
since 2001-03-23
Posts 2979 |
i think you write perfectly well, Katie this piece had alot of power to it...esp teh alst verse...*sighs* yea its hard to see a sight liek that but you stay storng..k?...enjoyed the poem a lot!=) |
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