Dark Poetry #5 |
Life's First Pains |
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since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
The first taste of blood made me choke! My jaw, the first bone that broke The optical stimuli of my state, derived from the fact I arrived home late. That harsh fate made my small frame shake. Couldn’t even use the phone for a call to make I lied about it for the illusion of strength, for the mirage of what my peers could think. The first time my best friend left me. I didn’t understand! So young, thought it was pretend. I cherished the food-dish odor, wished the water bowl wasn’t empty. A leash hanging on the wall... No longer held energy from motion... My pet to me was sacred. Father killed it with force used from hatred. The first time I saw the hospital. The phenomenon's visual made tears, stream from the eye. Visiting Hours didn’t apply...to me. Freedom of angels, mom watch over me. A loved one died. My pain gained from fright Saw the life drain over night. Father wasn’t there, an action of spite! The first time I lost love. It was taken from me. To immature to grasp it, too weak to fight for it. Lost my way, grew-up with anger ended up doing "time" for it. Learned the most important lesson from it Pain drags on and on. There is no end to it! - If I cant bend Heaven, I shall move Hell - |
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