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You sit there, staring at a blank screen
Alone in a dark and quiet house.
The darkness grips you and pulls you closer to the edge.
Hoping that with one more inch and you will finally break.
As the hours pass by, 10pm, 11pm, midnight, 1am, 2am
As you sit idly, and your mind races.
And you begin to ask questions.
Why didn’t I die that day?
How can you just walk away from a horrific crash like that?
Just like watching it on screen you see the car flip end over end over end.
75ft down a hill, hitting trees, before finally coming to rest on its roof.
How do you walk away from that without a scratch?
As you look up to the sky and wonder why?
What purpose do I have on this earth?
Why did you keep me alive? Because I should be dead.
As questions go unanswered, it only adds to the hurt
Hurt that continues to pile up and compound every emotion I feel.
Hurt that deepens the need for acceptance in a heartless world.
Acceptance from anyone, for anything.
To hear the words that have never been spoken
“Son, I’m proud of you, and I love you”
Words that will never be spoken from a father that has no emotion.
Dad, take a close look at what your son has accomplished
What more do I have to do before you are proud to call me your son
Those words I could scream into the silence all night.
But could never be spoken to him.
What would be the use?
So I sit and force the urge to scream down into the deepest part of me,
I have no friends to turn to, no shoulder to cry on.
No one to care for me, or ask me how I feel.
No one that wanted me or needed me.
I’m am just here, I am numb.
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My Demons
Date: Friday, 2nd January 2015 @ 01:30:22 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Froggy




You sit there, staring at a blank screen
Alone in a dark and quiet house.
The darkness grips you and pulls you closer to the edge.
Hoping that with one more inch and you will finally break.
As the hours pass by, 10pm, 11pm, midnight, 1am, 2am
As you sit idly, and your mind races.
And you begin to ask questions.
Why didn’t I die that day?
How can you just walk away from a horrific crash like that?
Just like watching it on screen you see the car flip end over end over end.
75ft down a hill, hitting trees, before finally coming to rest on its roof.
How do you walk away from that without a scratch?
As you look up to the sky and wonder why?
What purpose do I have on this earth?
Why did you keep me alive? Because I should be dead.
As questions go unanswered, it only adds to the hurt
Hurt that continues to pile up and compound every emotion I feel.
Hurt that deepens the need for acceptance in a heartless world.
Acceptance from anyone, for anything.
To hear the words that have never been spoken
“Son, I’m proud of you, and I love you”
Words that will never be spoken from a father that has no emotion.
Dad, take a close look at what your son has accomplished
What more do I have to do before you are proud to call me your son
Those words I could scream into the silence all night.
But could never be spoken to him.
What would be the use?
So I sit and force the urge to scream down into the deepest part of me,
I have no friends to turn to, no shoulder to cry on.
No one to care for me, or ask me how I feel.
No one that wanted me or needed me.
I’m am just here, I am numb.


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