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Array ( [sid] => 123680 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => *Broken. [time] => 2006-07-25 13:14:54 [hometext] => *I wrote this poem, right after a big fight with my dad. It's basically about...my feelings about him and his alcoholism. [bodytext] => ~As I lie awake in my bed, waiting.
Waiting to die. Waiting to live. Even
waiting for an absolution, that would
never come.

~These wounds will never heal;
this pain is too much...to conceal.

~What he says, he might not mean;
but it still hurts...just the same. You
may ask why he is, this way; well...
it is alcohol, I say!

~As I start to think, of what he has
done to me; I begin to cry. Can't you
see? Oh, please...come wipe these
tears away. Please tell me everything,
will be okay. Please...don't make me
beg. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 65 [informant] => Angel16 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )

*Broken.

Contributed by Angel16 on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 01:14:54 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff

~As I lie awake in my bed, waiting.
Waiting to die. Waiting to live. Even
waiting for an absolution, that would
never come.

~These wounds will never heal;
this pain is too much...to conceal.

~What he says, he might not mean;
but it still hurts...just the same. You
may ask why he is, this way; well...
it is alcohol, I say!

~As I start to think, of what he has
done to me; I begin to cry. Can't you
see? Oh, please...come wipe these
tears away. Please tell me everything,
will be okay. Please...don't make me
beg.

Copyright © Angel16 ... [ 2006-07-25 13:14:54]
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Re: *Broken. (User Rating: 1 )
by jerseysue on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 01:31:06 PM AEST
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This is so sad, and yes I have seen for myself what alcohol can do to people. You have put it into words , how others suffer the affects of an alcoholic. tragic, but unfortunately a fact of life nowadays. Your poem is amazing. Sue x

Re: *Broken. (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 01:47:37 PM AEST
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This made me cry. I can relate to you about this I lived this growing up. It is a hard way to go I understand you believe me I do.

There are some groups out there that are wonderful and help so much, groups for teens, adult children of alcoholics, and alonon, I spelled that wrong sorry. But they bring a great deal of healing and peace to your heart and soul . Im always around if you ever want to talk. DOnt let him drag you down and ruin your spirit its hard I know.

huge hugs and a shoulder to cry on

Michelle

Re: *Broken. (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 03:54:41 PM AEST
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It took me more than twenty years to write about a car accident that was the result of my father's alcoholism/drinking. Writing and/or talking about it does help, I think (and I know that sounds sooo terribly cliche, sorry). I applaud you for this write - and imagine that it wasn't an easy one to pen. Living with an alcholic is a difficult existence and recovering from having done so is a slow process sometimes. BUT... recovery is possible. Hang in there.

~Snemmy

Re: *Broken. (User Rating: 1 )
by bluewolf on Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 01:24:39 PM AEST
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great poem, so sad. my dad was like that

Re: *Broken. (User Rating: 1 )
by Angel16 on Wednesday, 2nd August 2006 @ 12:25:47 PM AEST
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*Thank you for all of your great yet touching comments~it really means a lot to me!

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