Teen Poetry #8 |
Living In My World. |
HersheyKiss Member
since 2008-06-02
Posts 137New Jersey |
Living In My World. Late on the dishes, food still on the plate Daddy is again home late. I'm in the corner crying all alone Wishing to myself, get me out of this home. I'm always getting beaten, never treated well I'm the one child's whose life’s a living hell. Thrashes on my back, bruises on my face All because I didn't clean up this place. I don’t have a bed, cement floor is all I got Cold walls, no blankets, not even a cozy cot. Laundry not completed, so no dinner for tonight. My family all eating, plainly in sight. Raggedy clothes, cold feet I must add I know what you're thinking I must have been bad But that’s not the case. Honest to god I'm just a misfit, the odd pea from the pod. I was cute in the beginning, a mistake in the end. Not allowed to socialize, not allowed to have one friend. Daddy doesn't like me, he's mean. It's true He yells mean things at me for anything I do. He tells me he'll kill me, that I'm going to hell. If anyone asks he'll tell them I just fell. I can't do much. Nothing at all. I have to even lay there when I fall. Looking all depressed is what I do best But trying to survive is definitely a big test. No child should live the life I have to go by Every child should smile, and have no reason to cry. Living in my world, is definitely not fun I guess I'm that *lucky* child, that very *special* one. Partially true and partially made up to fit in a poem. |
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XxForever.BrokenxX Senior Member
since 2008-01-20
Posts 891Neverland |
This is terribly sad, even if u did make some of it up to fit the poem. If you ever just need some one to talk to I'm here. Don't give up, and maybe find somebody who could help you because you are right, no one should live like that. Best of luck, and you can talk to me any time. {~~*~~} {&]ebbing.away.from*my.pain.}} |
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Earl Robertson Senior Member
since 2008-01-21
Posts 753BC, Canada |
I'm almost crying here. I have nothing to say exept...if you need to talk I'm here. Wish there was anything to do. Best of luck. Sanity is NOT a matter of statistics. |
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RedNail Member
since 2008-02-29
Posts 65Stockholm, Sweden |
You are an excellent writer and I feel sorry for you. I'm here if you ever need a stranger to talk to. Even though some is made up to fit in, do I hope that you know that no one has the right to treat you bad in any way. When I first read this, the book "The boy named It" came up in my mind... (Not sure that's the title since I read it in swedish and just translated the title.)I hope to see more from you and this is going into my library. Well done and good luck. Life is a rollercoster, live for the ride. |
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HersheyKiss Member
since 2008-06-02
Posts 137New Jersey |
Thanks everyone for your comments. At this point it just seems like there's really nothing I can do but just take everything that goes on. But thanks again glad you all like it. |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
From one child of abuse to another.. I hope you get better.. I know how you feel.... really I do... Just keep hanging in there... Talk to me if you need advice or anything.. you know how to reach me....
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precious pearls Member
since 2009-07-24
Posts 110NJ; United States |
even if it is made up, i agree, it is still beautiful... you have an art. And you don't deserve what your father does to you... You are so much more than that a-hole. I think you'll make it through it, cuz ur poems are already a sign that you're dealing... but, no offense, i think you need professional help.... I actually have a therapist, and I'd probably have committed suicide if it weren't for her! beautiful poem, beautiful you... Yours, Kai |
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