May 03, 2005 21:13
I know there is *much* I must post, but franky, I'm too tired to post it all tonight, so I'll wait until I have the proper time to do it right.
For now, here's the updated version of the f*ckin' long poem I'm writing....it's getting closer to being finished....sort of....
(~~~~~~~~~ will separate older part from new part)
*whew* here goes nothing.....feel free to comment, but if you do, just realize that this is a part of my life I'm entrusting to you. A piece of my heart. That may sound rather emo, but please don't step on it...
Yelling, screaming, too much sound.
I don't know why you
Feel you have to
Make me feel so wrong.
No bruises, no cuts, nothing to show,
The pain is all inside.
He yelled again today, you know.
What can I do but hide?
So I dig down deeper into myself.
Icefire flows in my veins.
Hiding my feelings away on a shelf,
I think that I won't be the same.
Physical evidence comes and goes,
Bruises fade, and scars.
But though the hurt will never show,
His words reach much too far.
I know what he's saying isn't right,
But what can I really do?
Standing there listening every night,
He'll teach me to be that way too.
I hope I don't grow up the way he is.
I hope I get it right.
I vow that I won't make my kids
Stand and listen, every night.
He's killing me slowly, bit by bit,
And he doesn't even know.
He's losing me without realising it,
I try not to let it show.
Sometimes, you know, it gets to me,
These feelings I don't express.
Somehow I know he'll never see,
But then, maybe that's for the best.
They say the outside doesn't count,
It's what's inside that matters.
With every disapproving frown,
He leaves my heart in tatters.
I don't understand the game we play;
I was never told the rules.
All I know is he's driving me away
And it hurts that he's so cruel.
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Why does he have to act like this,
As though he doesn’t care?
It get me really sad {and pissed},
Feeling he doesn’t want me there.
Why do I let him make me feel
So battered, bruised and torn?
Like I’m the rose, and he’s the side,
And I’m his bloody thorn.
I know the answer to all that,
I have for years and years.
I keep my feelings as a hat,
My handbag’s full of tears.
So the answer is, I have to go,
Escape this troubled place.
It’s strange to think he doesn’t know,
Can’t see my tear-stained face.
It’s strange to think he doesn’t know,
But he’ll never understand.
Mom left so many years ago,
She’ll stay and hold my hand.
But can I find the strength to leave?
What if he figures it out?
He won’t {can’t} change, though he will grieve
Over losing me, no doubt.
He’ll weep and yell and ask my why
I feel I must act so.
He’ll try to think it’s all a lie
That I make up as I go.
so yeah, as I said, it's not finished....but that's it so far. Longest damn poem I've ever written....why can't it be finished?? lol
Oooh also, we have this assignment for vocal, to pick a song that touches us emotionally....I picked Family Portrait by P!NK....such a powerful song....
Anywho, I am now collecting emotional songs. Leave me a comment or drop me a line....tell me, what songs touch you emotionally? why??
Tata for now,
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