Pass It On (A Story Of AID's)

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Open Poetry #38

Pass It On (A Story Of AID's)

PoetAtHeart13
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since 2006-08-11

Posts 24
Maryland

0 posted 2006-08-18 07:24 PM

Friday, August 18, 2006:

So we did what we had to do.
Or wanted to do.
Or what you wanted me to do.
Or what you wanted to pass on.

And see,
this poems to you.
For passing it on.
Like third-graders
passing a goofy picture of their teacher.

This poems to show you
how much pain you put me through.
How much stress
and depression that clouds my head.
And how I pray
for a time machine
so I could have gone back
and paused it at the part
where you touched me
and then unzipped your zipper.
And then I could stop.
Then rewind
and say no,
as you put your hand out
to touch my chest.
And pray,
that you understood...

And now,
I just pray,
that I never get desires like yours
that I cant control.
And then trick some innocent boy
and pass it on.
Just like you did
Me.

And I want you to know
that I cry myself to sleep.
Because I'm so tired.
But don't want to go to sleep,
because I might not wake-up...

Then when I do wake-up,
I cry some more,
because I could be walking into the room
of my daughter.
But I never had one...
Or did anything to have one,
because no one
deserves to go through the pain
that I go through.

And it's all your fault,
that I don't wake-up
and thank God for another day,
because sometimes I want to die.
Knowing that disease
is going through my body

And it's your fault
that I lost my money
and job,
(not to mention my virginity)
because I couldn't get out of the bed.
And I had to move
and find a new job.

But never,
will I understand why...
You knew you had a disease,
yet you still came
for another innocent girl.
Like it was nothing.
Maybe to you it wasn't.
It was just another.
'Cause it wasn't a big deal
and you wouldn't lose any sleep,
to pass it on...

~Dedicated to everyone out there struggling with AID's.~
*Let me know what you think*

Clarissa S.
Poet At Heart
Can you flow like that?

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