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[sid] => 87747
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Fathers Shame
[time] => 2005-03-17 07:04:58
[hometext] => To my father whom i will never know anymore
[bodytext] => Cut me and I’ll bleed. Hurt me and I’ll hurt. Kill me and I’ll die . But you can never take away my mind! You may have taken my soul but I’ll take it back eventually. You can’t hold what doesn’t belong to you forever. The damage won’t always be done. I hope your guilty conscience keeps you awake at night. I hope you hear the screams of the torture you put me through. Hear them play over and over for my soul had no reprieve. Why should yours?! I hope you feel eternal turmoil for taking my innocence. I do not grieve you! I hate you! I loath you! But most of all I pity you! You have become nothing. When you are nothing to no one you are nothing to yourself. That’s how you made me feel once. Now you shall feel divine retribution. What part of yourself did you think you could fill when you raped me? Did you think it would make you whole? Did the power trip make you feel good? I watched you shake in that court dock and cry. Oh the shame you must carry now. The shame I carried for so long because of you will now be yours forever. You are not a man, nor a father, you are nothing! Now it’s your turn to hold on to the emptiness and cry into the night. You cannot hide from yourself and I saw your tortured soul that day. No wonder you’re insane. How do you live with yourself? I remember how you tried to justify your actions with lies It was father daughter bonding you said. No it damn well wasn’t and you knew it! That’s why you cried and suffered when you saw the truth We know the truth don’t we father. We know what you did. I hope it haunts you. You have lost more than you could ever know! I blamed myself for so long Now I realise that I will no longer be a product of your sick creation It sickens me that your blood runs through me. That my son will never know his grandfather. But also that I lost a father before I ever managed to know him. You’re so pitiful you make me sick. I wish you a long life for every day will be your past, Everyday you will see who you are and I hope you suffer. I’m taking my life back. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 13 [informant] => crickle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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