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Array ( [sid] => 26065 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Father's Photo [time] => 2003-10-30 01:40:50 [hometext] => when it seems like no matter what you do, its never good enough for the most important person in your life, and they just cant seem to be proud of anything you do? posted by Neil Struharik. [bodytext] => this jar is low on oil
the flame is burning to its last breath
i feel home is not my shelter
and it hasnt stopped getting colder yet
the dark oustide finds its way in
through the bedroom window
the light at the end of the tunnel
is fading slowly to a dim glow
the silence lost its comfort
and has became a haunting sound all its own
and the one man who can help me
is the man who let me go.

i dont know why i kept that picture
of the boy i used to be
the boy that you still loved
when you were holding onto me
surrounded by calcutta streams
and living for the moment
i was just your baby
and you hadnt watched me grow yet
no matter what i did
the worst you would do is laugh
but your heart is no longer with me
and my fingerprints are on the photograph
your the greatest man ive ever known
the man i owe my life
im sorry ive hurt you so much
so ill pay you back tonight

You'll never have to worry
and i can never cause your stress
and inside we both can see
that this is for the best
i hope you know... youre not to blame
i chose to end my life
and i wish it all had stayed the same
but it comes down to this knife
the child that you once knew is gone
and he couldnt say goodbye
we knew this was coming all along
we both know i have to die
this is all that i can do
to pay you for what you gave me
ill give up everything for you
for how i can love you, yet you forsake me
im so sorry father... i promise im not coming back
ill always love you
im sorry father...

i just need someone to hold me like a child
who knows its never real when i smile
ive lost everything ive ever had
but now you have to lose me, dad
i want you to know i cared
im sorry for my lies
im sorry that i wasnt there
but i want you to know i tried
just tell me about my chances
how it will be okay
tell me how i dont have it all that bad
and ill get through it anyway

tell me that you love me
and youll miss me when im gone
tell me it wasnt all for nothing
and youve been happy all along
you can stop me if you care
before i take the last step
help me pick up the broken peices
help me find what we have left

if not then it must come to this
the last promise i will make
the last gift i can give you
is the hardest thing to take
remember me as i once was
frozen in that image
the blood and tears or yesteryear
the trophy of your lineage
i give to you this solemn vow
ill ease your pain at last
but please leave me the picture
when they lay me down to rest
im sorry father... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 48 [informant] => damien123 [notes] => (Edited by Mod_8) [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Father's Photo

Contributed by damien123 on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 01:40:50 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



this jar is low on oil
the flame is burning to its last breath
i feel home is not my shelter
and it hasnt stopped getting colder yet
the dark oustide finds its way in
through the bedroom window
the light at the end of the tunnel
is fading slowly to a dim glow
the silence lost its comfort
and has became a haunting sound all its own
and the one man who can help me
is the man who let me go.

i dont know why i kept that picture
of the boy i used to be
the boy that you still loved
when you were holding onto me
surrounded by calcutta streams
and living for the moment
i was just your baby
and you hadnt watched me grow yet
no matter what i did
the worst you would do is laugh
but your heart is no longer with me
and my fingerprints are on the photograph
your the greatest man ive ever known
the man i owe my life
im sorry ive hurt you so much
so ill pay you back tonight

You'll never have to worry
and i can never cause your stress
and inside we both can see
that this is for the best
i hope you know... youre not to blame
i chose to end my life
and i wish it all had stayed the same
but it comes down to this knife
the child that you once knew is gone
and he couldnt say goodbye
we knew this was coming all along
we both know i have to die
this is all that i can do
to pay you for what you gave me
ill give up everything for you
for how i can love you, yet you forsake me
im so sorry father... i promise im not coming back
ill always love you
im sorry father...

i just need someone to hold me like a child
who knows its never real when i smile
ive lost everything ive ever had
but now you have to lose me, dad
i want you to know i cared
im sorry for my lies
im sorry that i wasnt there
but i want you to know i tried
just tell me about my chances
how it will be okay
tell me how i dont have it all that bad
and ill get through it anyway

tell me that you love me
and youll miss me when im gone
tell me it wasnt all for nothing
and youve been happy all along
you can stop me if you care
before i take the last step
help me pick up the broken peices
help me find what we have left

if not then it must come to this
the last promise i will make
the last gift i can give you
is the hardest thing to take
remember me as i once was
frozen in that image
the blood and tears or yesteryear
the trophy of your lineage
i give to you this solemn vow
ill ease your pain at last
but please leave me the picture
when they lay me down to rest
im sorry father...




Copyright © damien123 ... [ 2003-10-30 01:40:50]
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Re: Father's Photo (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 04:50:25 AM AEST
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This is a beautifullly written, emotionally deep poem ... great write ... Jan


Re: Father's Photo (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 11:20:48 PM AEST
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wow, that is good stuff


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by Former_Member on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 11:21:23 PM AEST
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Re: Father's Photo (User Rating: 1 )
by spider on Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 05:32:45 PM AEST
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cant beleive how sad this is. its like all the things i want to say to people but never really know how. u shud post some more stuff cuz ur honestly one of the best writers i've read




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