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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Wish, My Father
[time] => 2006-12-04 13:27:54
[hometext] => A matter of perspective
[bodytext] => I lay awake this night in my bed The T.V. in the living room is still on My father lay asleep with I tilted over beer bottle Half of it's contence was already gone My mother doesn't live with us any more She and my father got into a fight My father had hit her that day So she left him in the night The scars upon my face still hurt But no tears will ever fall "I HATE YOUR FREAKING GUTS!" he said He doesn't love me at all The night that my mother left She came into my room "I can't take you this time hunny, But I'll be back for you real soon." It's been five years since that night And I am still around My father takes it out on me He'll hit and knock me to the ground I remember when it was "us" We went fishing all the time I have memories of those days My "good life" in it's prime But now I lay awake at night Listening to my father's snore Wondering when he'll beat me next Or what the reasons for My only wish right now As I'm laying here awake Is my parents would be together And we'd be headed toward the lake The feel of geltal breeze Blowing over me The smell of sented flowers The water all I see I make that wish every night Before I go to bed And every night I dream The pictures in my head I know my wish won't come true My mothers never coming back I'll just let my father continue on Turning my world, into black..... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Harimitsu [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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