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Array ( [sid] => 90854 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Worn Out Sneakers [time] => 2005-04-13 17:06:59 [hometext] => I don't remember why I wrote this today. I guess I was just really down and thinking too much. Please comment. [bodytext] => Take these worn out sneakers
With the blue stars on their sides
Their faded red fabric
Will take you for a ride

You say you always wondered
How it would feel to be like me
You only wanted to make conversation
But I’ll show you what I mean

My father started drinking
When I had just turned three
Him beating on my mother
Made me lose her at thirteen

He finally got arrested
Just this past year
He’s never getting out
But the past keeps me in fear

My older brother was sixteen
When he decided to go
He pulled the trigger and left a note
Claiming his life went by too slow

My little sister has no mommy
To show her wrong from right
Instead of our mother
I sing her to sleep at night

My daughter, Rainy just learned to walk
With her rosy pink cheeks askew
Because her daddy ran off
I alone teach her everything new

It’s not all fun and games for me
My life raped and taken away
Maybe after this little trip
You’ll take back everything you say

So tie up the laces
And hold on tight
You’re about to take my place
In my horrible lonely life
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Worn Out Sneakers

Contributed by acidicblasphemy on Wednesday, 13th April 2005 @ 05:06:59 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Take these worn out sneakers
With the blue stars on their sides
Their faded red fabric
Will take you for a ride

You say you always wondered
How it would feel to be like me
You only wanted to make conversation
But I’ll show you what I mean

My father started drinking
When I had just turned three
Him beating on my mother
Made me lose her at thirteen

He finally got arrested
Just this past year
He’s never getting out
But the past keeps me in fear

My older brother was sixteen
When he decided to go
He pulled the trigger and left a note
Claiming his life went by too slow

My little sister has no mommy
To show her wrong from right
Instead of our mother
I sing her to sleep at night

My daughter, Rainy just learned to walk
With her rosy pink cheeks askew
Because her daddy ran off
I alone teach her everything new

It’s not all fun and games for me
My life raped and taken away
Maybe after this little trip
You’ll take back everything you say

So tie up the laces
And hold on tight
You’re about to take my place
In my horrible lonely life




Copyright © acidicblasphemy ... [ 2005-04-13 17:06:59]
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Re: Worn Out Sneakers (User Rating: 1 )
by Kay-Kay on Wednesday, 13th April 2005 @ 05:10:51 PM AEST
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WOW! THIS IS SUCH A GREAT POEM. IT TRULY BROUGHT TEARS TO MY EYES I HAD TO TAKE A MOMENT TO NOT CRY. THIS IS SUCH A SAD AND EMOTIONAL POEM YOU EXPRESS YOUR FEELINGS SO WELL. IT RHYMES AND MAKES SENSE, SUCH A WONDERFUL WRITE KEEP IT UP I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO READING MORE OF YOUR POETRY!
~Kay-Kay


Re: Worn Out Sneakers (User Rating: 1 )
by Justpoetic on Wednesday, 13th April 2005 @ 05:25:53 PM AEST
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All I can say is...WOW!!! that is a great write. Very emotional and discriptive (if I spelled that right lol) But anyway wow this is a very powerful write. Keep it up and I too look forward to reading more from you

Justpoetic


Re: Worn Out Sneakers (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 12:59:38 AM AEST
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Great write!!! I loved the analogy used...
WOW!!

Jenni




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