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| Teen Poetry #2 |
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Frustrations (For Salooma) |
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kari Member
since 1999-10-03
Posts 104Hyde Park, Ut, USA |
As I read Salooma's poem about her parents it reminded me of these thoughts which I wrote a long time ago. I had to dig them up but I finally found them. Tell me what you think. You pretend to live the life you picture as perfect. This puts me in pain. Active voices place their one independant gift in life and you destroy, gaining pointless pride as you try to narrate my test. MY test. Your thoughtful harmony is nothing but a mistake taken by me. You've put burning pressure on me and you act all innocent with your false knowledge. You can't keep on intending that I'll come out right. No one should intend. If you had a real heavenly sincere feeling then maybe you'd understand the sharp structure which you are pulling me through. You possess the sad ability while I carry the grief. This journey is a near-impossible mission and you are the sorry leader of it. Just spend a moment and think I am who I am because of me. You can't take credit for my success. You are my battle, not my guide. Your base is far above the ground while mine is the stable one because I... allow myself to be unique. Every condition is hard no matter what. It all depends on what nail you choose to sink you foot into and how you accept the pain. You don't resemble anyone but yourself as you drown in your stuggles just because I tend to be stronger... longer. |
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chic Member
since 2000-01-26
Posts 245yellville, Ar, U.S. |
This is good. It and Salooma's poem remind me so much of the battle I am pitifully losing with my dad. I can't do anything right in his eyes no matter how hard I try I talk to my mom about it and she say's the only thing to do is to move out and/or deal with it. It's so frustrating  |
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Salooma Senior Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 781 |
This reminds of me of so much that went on with me. Thanks for posting this....it's really good too. I like the strong use of metaphores in it. Keep smilin'  Salma |
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