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Array ( [sid] => 50357 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Who Would Care? [time] => 2004-06-04 06:40:40 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I died today…but that’s not why I’m so very sad
Not one person seemed to care, not even my own dad
I watch them carry my body, the grave is its direction
It seems I wasn’t loved enough to get a funeral procession
Something must be wrong I think: Maybe I just missed it!
But that is not the case…they lower me into the pit
No one’s there to say goodbye…just the two men shovelling dirt
My soul now feels so lonely; God I wish this didn’t hurt

I go to my house, to see why my parents weren’t even there
They’re playing with my brother…this pain is too much to bear
It seems I was forgotten way before I grabbed that gun
No one showed up to say goodbye, not even the shining sun
I head to see my best friend, why couldn’t he even come?
He’s on a date with his girlfriend…I’m starting to feel so numb
I head to see my girlfriend; maybe she just couldn’t make it…
She’s in bed with one of my friends; my soul now feels so naked

I go see one last person: a girl I loved so much…
But I never let her know; I was too afraid of denial’s touch
She’s sitting in her room…her eyes are so very red
She’s shaking so bad it’s hard for her to stay upon her bed
Her sheets: they’re soaked with too many heartfelt tears
Her door is locked, they’re knocks she doesn’t seem to hear
Over and over, she just keeps asking herself why:
She never got to say I love you, or hear that last goodbye

Scared I jerk up straight and find I’m sitting in my bed
Whew…it was just a dream, but I can still see her inside my head
I try and try but it seems that I cannot fall back asleep
Alone I sit and think of life…silently I start to weep
I wonder when that last day comes, when I finally say goodbye
Would anybody notice …Who would care? …Who would cry?
I vow right then that if I die, if something does go wrong…
Inside I want this girl to know: I’ve loved her all along [comments] => 6 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 32 [informant] => MilitaryPrince [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
Who Would Care?

Contributed by MilitaryPrince on Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 06:40:40 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I died today…but that’s not why I’m so very sad
Not one person seemed to care, not even my own dad
I watch them carry my body, the grave is its direction
It seems I wasn’t loved enough to get a funeral procession
Something must be wrong I think: Maybe I just missed it!
But that is not the case…they lower me into the pit
No one’s there to say goodbye…just the two men shovelling dirt
My soul now feels so lonely; God I wish this didn’t hurt

I go to my house, to see why my parents weren’t even there
They’re playing with my brother…this pain is too much to bear
It seems I was forgotten way before I grabbed that gun
No one showed up to say goodbye, not even the shining sun
I head to see my best friend, why couldn’t he even come?
He’s on a date with his girlfriend…I’m starting to feel so numb
I head to see my girlfriend; maybe she just couldn’t make it…
She’s in bed with one of my friends; my soul now feels so naked

I go see one last person: a girl I loved so much…
But I never let her know; I was too afraid of denial’s touch
She’s sitting in her room…her eyes are so very red
She’s shaking so bad it’s hard for her to stay upon her bed
Her sheets: they’re soaked with too many heartfelt tears
Her door is locked, they’re knocks she doesn’t seem to hear
Over and over, she just keeps asking herself why:
She never got to say I love you, or hear that last goodbye

Scared I jerk up straight and find I’m sitting in my bed
Whew…it was just a dream, but I can still see her inside my head
I try and try but it seems that I cannot fall back asleep
Alone I sit and think of life…silently I start to weep
I wonder when that last day comes, when I finally say goodbye
Would anybody notice …Who would care? …Who would cry?
I vow right then that if I die, if something does go wrong…
Inside I want this girl to know: I’ve loved her all along




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Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 06:50:27 AM AEST
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wow, this is powerful to say the least, and although you probably dont think or believe it now, but you are a treasured person, special to alot of people... takecare

Pixie xx


Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by Princesaazul16 on Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 07:50:56 AM AEST
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OH MY GOSH! I loved this poem. It's so strong and touching. I loved it! Keep up the wonderful work! I hope to hear more.
~Stace~


Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by krisseee on Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 08:03:25 AM AEST
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great stuff!


Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 10:02:09 AM AEST
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amazing write. verry powerfull. loved it alot.


Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by Dawny on Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 07:44:49 AM AEST
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This is a powerful write, such good imagery and flow. Ilove the end how its all a dream, and the realisation of the special girl. I really like this, excellent poem

Love Dawny x


Re: Who Would Care? (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 04:09:36 PM AEST
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This was an amazingly deep and powerful poem Military... You portrayed all the feelings of loneliness and dispair in perfection. Great write. Cant wait to read more.

Lindsey




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