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Author Name: FreeDream Hearted Poet 1 Comments
Date Added: December 26, 2020 13:12:27 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Free Verse
Category: Broken Hearts Add To Favorites | Text Only
23 years more
23 years more
Until both of my loved ones
are dead and gone I won't
be able to be set free from
pain, abuse, guilt, angry, and
23 years of domestic violence,
23 years of emotional abuse
23 years of physical abuse
23 years of bullied victim
23 years of all sort of use.
I'm not only a survivor of an
broken home, but a survivor of
an depressed suicide kid. In an out
of homes, and was told my whole
life I was worth a damn and never
gonna be somebody.
my dad and mom fight,
my dad and mom did drugs
my dad and mom got drunk
and my dad and mom fought over me.
having brothers and sisters wasn't
easy that's why I've became the black
sheep of the family, bullied and picked
on, on and off the school play ground.
in and out of group home bad choices
I've made cheated and lied and hurt those
that hurt me all in the same process year later
I'm handcuffed with a sad broken smile
second chance I got years later I grow up
and became successful now I watched everything crumbled, all over again I
guess can't always have your cake
and eat it to now I see that karma
came back to bit me in the ass
Now you see me as an complete different guy and repeating the past like my family has before, so for give me again once and for all
for the next 23 more years
and in the end there is no silver lining, no story to tell, just a dead body and an empty box.
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Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on December 27, 2020 11:30:19 AM Report

"I’m handcuffed with a sad broken smile”, indeed and you have told the why if it.

This was the line to build on. I really like it, preferably to open or close the poem.


~Barbara D.


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