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[aid] => mick
[title] => Silenced Memory
[time] => 2006-04-25 12:15:48
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Can't seem to explain the emotions in my brain
Trying to let it out, people call me insane
Diluting the words that come out of my mouth
Seems like the only direction I'm going is south
No one understands, no one seems to care
When you look at me, all you see's a blank stare
He's scared to lose the control he has over me
Living his life falsely, hoping people don't see
Hushing my mouth, keeping me locked up inside
His blood-red fist, hoping people let it slide
Another hole in the wall, too many to count
It's me he hates, I shoulda figured that out
The missatisfactions of all my actions
Keep me under his power, I'm his greatest distraction
Another painful night has come and now gone
His piercing words just simply love to prove me wrong
Why don't you make it easy and glue my mouth shut
Prevent me from any way of slipping you up
Maybe then you'll save your energy for something other than me
I can't wait to leave, until I'm finally set free
Your words are like a prison, keeping me behind bars
You look around my head, all you see is stars
From one too many knock outs, one too many blows
I wasn't supposed to happen, I'm not what you chose
You use me, abuse me
But you don't want to lose me
Your secret's not safe, I'd let the whole world see
But you would snap me back before I ever got to speak
Ending my life, making me a silenced memory
[comments] => 6
[counter] => 221
[topic] => 39
[informant] => kaitee
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 14
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => Grief
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Silenced Memory
Contributed by
kaitee
on
Tuesday, 25th April 2006 @ 12:15:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Can't seem to explain the emotions in my brain
Trying to let it out, people call me insane
Diluting the words that come out of my mouth
Seems like the only direction I'm going is south
No one understands, no one seems to care
When you look at me, all you see's a blank stare
He's scared to lose the control he has over me
Living his life falsely, hoping people don't see
Hushing my mouth, keeping me locked up inside
His blood-red fist, hoping people let it slide
Another hole in the wall, too many to count
It's me he hates, I shoulda figured that out
The missatisfactions of all my actions
Keep me under his power, I'm his greatest distraction
Another painful night has come and now gone
His piercing words just simply love to prove me wrong
Why don't you make it easy and glue my mouth shut
Prevent me from any way of slipping you up
Maybe then you'll save your energy for something other than me
I can't wait to leave, until I'm finally set free
Your words are like a prison, keeping me behind bars
You look around my head, all you see is stars
From one too many knock outs, one too many blows
I wasn't supposed to happen, I'm not what you chose
You use me, abuse me
But you don't want to lose me
Your secret's not safe, I'd let the whole world see
But you would snap me back before I ever got to speak
Ending my life, making me a silenced memory
Copyright ©
kaitee
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2006-04-25 12:15:48]
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by FRANCO on
Tuesday, 25th April 2006 @ 12:43:56 PM AEST
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Absolutely strong but heartbreaking emotional poem with carefully chosen words,
Hope to hear more from you. Next time I look forward to hear a very cheerful poem.
FRANCO
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by Man_On_High on
Tuesday, 25th April 2006 @ 08:46:46 PM AEST
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I'll skip the pleasantries and simply say how sad this poem has made me..
...know this:
there's always a way out...
and YOU are worth traveling that way..
Godspeed-
B |
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by onceandagain on
Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 07:39:59 AM AEST
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| I so hope this is not happening to you. When I read this, I felt that you were writing about my life with my husband. I was the root of all his problems, everything that was wrong in his life, was my fault. Every time I did something that did not please him, ended in my being hit, or made to feel like I was worth nothing. I lived like this for over 20 years, and I decided that I would rather live alone, than to live like that any more. I quietly filed for divorce, with no one knowing, and I took my children and left. I broke free of the prison I was in. The key was within me, I just had to find it. Life is beautiful now, and he's a wreck. I was what made him, and without me, he's nothing, just the way he made me feel when we were together. Please, if this is true of your life, get out before you can't. Save yourself, I will be here if ever you need. |
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by ButchHoward on
Friday, 28th April 2006 @ 06:17:28 PM AEST
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| Hi Kaitee, This is very well written. I was drawn in and immediately became concerned about the well-being of the persona. The words convey pain and frustration in a genuine way. There are so many people who live in abusive situations. It is a very disturbing fact. Your having written this poem is a positive sign. Please remember, if this poem is indeed autobiographical, it won't be like this forever. Be safe and persevere. --Butch |
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by ek_da_poet on
Tuesday, 9th May 2006 @ 02:41:11 PM AEST
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| most of your poems are sad, you must have a miserable life |
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Re: Silenced Memory
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by Lilly-Quill on
Tuesday, 16th May 2006 @ 05:38:17 PM AEST
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Silence of the Lambs was no less terrifying that the imagery of such apathy and abuse as masterfully ascribe in this. OMW, can I ever empathise to the max~! This is REAL TRUTH so vital and pertinent for such a day of dysfunctional bullies, and business rip-offs even at the top.
A most valuable, and insightful, needed masterpiece.
~Lilly-Quill |
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