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One dark night,
I was not able,
To fight for my life.

Thrown into a car,
With my mother by my side,
I soon noticed,
There were tears in her eyes.

She kept saying sorry,
That this is the way it had to be.
Suddenly came a slap,
From the man who was daddy.

He bagan to curse,
And said it was her fault.
My mother cried more,
But this time with blood.

We came to a stop,
And then found out,
I was on the floor,
On a street I knew nothing about.

The last thing I saw,
Were red lights fading away.
My parents were gone,
And I was afraid.

The last thing I heard,
Was my mother calling out,
That she loved me,
But father made her shut her mouth.

I'm 17 years old now,
I'm unhappy and barley alive.
I still have dreams,
From that profane night. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 13 [informant] => forsaken_soul33 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Desolate Child

Contributed by forsaken_soul33 on Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 04:16:33 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Torn from my cradle,
One dark night,
I was not able,
To fight for my life.

Thrown into a car,
With my mother by my side,
I soon noticed,
There were tears in her eyes.

She kept saying sorry,
That this is the way it had to be.
Suddenly came a slap,
From the man who was daddy.

He bagan to curse,
And said it was her fault.
My mother cried more,
But this time with blood.

We came to a stop,
And then found out,
I was on the floor,
On a street I knew nothing about.

The last thing I saw,
Were red lights fading away.
My parents were gone,
And I was afraid.

The last thing I heard,
Was my mother calling out,
That she loved me,
But father made her shut her mouth.

I'm 17 years old now,
I'm unhappy and barley alive.
I still have dreams,
From that profane night.

Copyright © forsaken_soul33 ... [ 2005-08-29 16:16:33]
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Re: Desolate Child (User Rating: 1 )
by smallfry on Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 04:25:52 PM AEST
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I think this was a very well written poem. It really brings a picture to your mind. Keep up the good work.

Re: Desolate Child (User Rating: 1 )
by The_Callif on Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 04:27:32 PM AEST
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great poem, did that actually happen to friend? if so then im sorry, and thats very sad.

Re: Desolate Child (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 06:01:54 PM AEST
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Definitely a terrible thing to have to go through.

You tell the story well, with a knack for painting impressions.

Andrew

Re: Desolate Child (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 11:46:53 AM AEST
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OMG!! What a nightmare this must be!! Well written.
Jenni

Re: Desolate Child (User Rating: 1 )
by mom11159 on Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 12:14:31 PM AEST
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OMG How devasting for her and to survive to this day how strong may God be with your friend. You have written this with excellence your words touching my heart. Your imagery suberb. Excellent job
Cathy

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