Open Poetry #47 |
Where Were You? |
ABeautifulMistake New Member
since 2011-05-28
Posts 2Tasmania, Australia |
I didn't have the easiest childhood, i'm not trying to whine and whinge, i've just started dealing with everything and at 5.36 in the morning, this is the only way i know how, its the only way that actually makes any sense.. __________________ I was there when i was eight years old and there was housework to be done I was there when there were meals to be cooked I was there to raise your son I was there when your wife laid in bed every single day I was there to run the family home I was there when you couldn’t stay I was there when i was sixteen and it got to much to take I was there to keep your kid in school I was there for my brothers sake I was there when i was seventeen and pop gotreally sick I was there when your wife cheated I was there through thin and thick I was there when pop went into hospital and eventually passed away I was there when you said goodbye I was there to stay I was there were your son got alcohol poisoning at the age of sixteen I was there when you worked interstate I was there where you SHOULD have been I was there when i was nineteen and you fell in love again I was there when you needed anything I’d been there since i was ten... But where were you when i was six and couldn’t brush my hair? Where were you when i broke my wrist? Why were you never there? Where were you when i was ten and life just seemed so hard? Where were you when mum said she was dying? Where were you when i made her a card? Where were you when i was twelve and i had my first date? Where were you when that boy broke my heart? Where were you when i found hate? Where were you when i was fourteen and i told you mummy lied? Where were you when you knew she wasn’t dying? Where were you when i cried? Where were you when i was sixteen and i told you that she’d cheat? Where were you when she got found out? And when she knocked me off my feet? Where you when uni started and your son went off the rails? Where you when he need help? And where were you when he got bail? Where were you last month when i had nowhere else to stay? Where were you when your son took everything And left a thousand bills to pay? Where were you yesterday when i fell down to the floor? Where were you when i fell apart When i couldn’t take it anymore? I’ll tell you where you were, hell you’ve been there for years Running away from everything Running from all your fears Running from your daughter who’s trying hard to battle through Running from your responsibilities Because your not man enough to battle too Running from the mistake you made twenty years ago You got into bed with a woman Who turned out to be a hoe But i’m really sick of crying, hell i have issues too But tell me where you were daddy When i fell out of love with you! ~ Somebody Told Me This Is A Place Where Everything's Better, Where Everything's Safe! ~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I relate. On the other side of the coin. My daughter could have written this. After forty years we are communicating. ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance ~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice when you can let it all out...James |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Perhaps it is time to start a new life. I hope you are able to find something/ someone positive in your future. Good luck to you. Ida |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Welcome to Pip, dear BeautifulMistake, I think only a few in this world can say that they had a very easy childhood. In this beautiful world of ours we all have to cope with difficulties, lack of love, lack of many things. You have taken on your young shoulders so many responsibilities, it is comprehensible that you need to elaborate these experiences. Your poem renders your emotions very powerfully. In forgiveness stays the opportunity to heal. I love Jerry's reply, his humbleness and his honesty. You see? His comment is a precious gift for you. Love, Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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