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[sid] => 20425
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => ...Slipping Farther...
[time] => 2003-07-14 22:05:00
[hometext] => PLEASE comment
[bodytext] => I don’t really remember what happened, But I know you were there. It was nighttime and there weren’t very many stars out I was able to see the sky through a hole in the bag. It was after the party, All my friends had already gone home. I’ll always remember how I blew out all 6 candles by myself, I think I made you proud. I love to make you proud. I’m really sorry I’m so clumsy, I can’t seem to do anything right. I didn’t mean to get your clothes dirty… Sodas spill themselves sometimes. I didn’t mean to drop your picture, The one of you and daddy. I remember when we use to be a family How long has it been since he’s visited us? I’m sorry for calling the picture to your attention, I know you don’t like being reminded of how life was. Please stop crying. I should have been more careful. You shouldn’t have hit me so hard, There was blood on my new dress. My mouth really hurts too And the second hit was worse than the first. I told you to stop, but I guess you coudln’t hear me over my sobs. I wasn’t sure what to do… I coudln’t have moved if I tried. When you put that bag over my head I thought it was an accident, Or maybe you just wanted me to stop crying …you had other plans I don’t remember what happened next, I must have fallen asleep or something Because I remember closing my eyes and seeing nothing. When I opened them again here I was. I tried to remember what happened… My hands and feet are tied and my body is sore all over How could I have forgotten? I don’t like the look on your face , You really shouldn’t be the one upset. Why are you taking me to that tree? I don’t understand any of this! Please stop wrapping my jumprope around my neck And please stop saying your sorry! After all, I’m the one who broke the picture And reminded you of daddy Im trying really hard to think like a grownup And figure out whats happening. Goodbye? Why are you saying goodbye? I still can’t move so I can’t go anywhere. Does this mean your leaving!? Take me with you I wish I understood Stop saying your sorry! Stop it! Tell me whats happening! “Give me a hug sweetie” That’s much better mommy You always give the best hugs. I love how you lift me up and hold me high. Stop playing with the ropes, Untie me and lets go home. I don’t like this game anymore Why are you letting me go mommy? You cant feel it, but I can, and when you bring me lower the rope gets tighter It’s to tight, I can barely breathe now You arms are barely supporting me now. I can see your arms lowering me closer to the ground. I’m starting to understand I look at your tear streaked smile and I’m beginning to understand. I guess this is Goodbye mommy. You knew you were hurting me all along I guess this is Goodbye, I’m sorry I was such a trouble I can barely see you now I guess this is Goodbye…Goodbye Mommy [comments] => 4 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 39 [informant] => deadly_blaZe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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