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A poem I wrote called blankest stare...

Started by KalabLee1214, October 05, 2015, 06:08:37 PM

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KalabLee1214

Holding the blankest stare, breathing the coldest breath,
Thinking as I look in the mirror about death,
Feening to look past that devilish glare,
I see his image among me while I stare,
Through my eyes piercing into my soul,
He wasn't there to show no role,
I thought I needed that man to show me who I am,
To show me what I'm missing but damn,
When I saw him I was sucked in,
Through his eyes I can not win,
Some kind of evil was among me,
Devilish spell,
But what the hell,
I began to let him fall into my life,
Come to realize I should've slaved that knife,
Possessed it in the most careless manor,
My rebellious ways wired through my mind,
Which way would cause less pain,
Being the product of him what more can I gain,
I begin drinking my cares away,
Popping pills to stay numb by the day,
One night I hugged that man showing some compassion,
Looking back at what happend,
He grabbed my ass so carelessly,
Like he had been intimate before with me,
Read the court documents for my mom had come across my sneaky ways,
Memories began to flash back putting me in a haze,
I twitched and cried in my sleep from then on,
I scream,
Wondering what next he'll touch in my torturous dream,
What part of my body will be taken advantage of,
This isn't the right type of father daughter love,
Them soft innocent eyes my dreams bare through,
Still staring in the mirror,
Sweating,
Realizing my veins your blood runs through,
I lay down and try to fall into a sleep,
Something,
Some place I don't have to think,
But the dreams creep in and I'm scared,
It's like right now I'm really there,
I see through that little girls eyes everything she's been through,
I see through her eyes,
Hopeless,
There's nothing she can do,
Her faith gets shaken,
The tears begin to fall because of his perverse sin,
Laying there reliving my past,
Though how long can this pain last,
Remembering God will never put me through more than I can bare,
Still to close my eyes do I dare,
Dropping that bottle without a care,
Gazing off into the mirror holding the blankest stare!
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JLT1

I understand so much in thrre, far more than I would like.

Hugs

Jen
To move forward is to leave behind that which has become dear. It is a call into the wild, into becoming someone currently unknown to us. For most, it is a call too frightening and too challenging to heed. For some, it is a call to be more than we were capable of being, both now and in the future.
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KalabLee1214

What did you think of the writing itself?
Hugs
~Kalab
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