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[sid] => 150105
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => love from my brother
[time] => 2009-05-23 21:21:27
[hometext] => i'm a strong girl that has been through alot. Poetry is an escape for me and this is basically a relfection on my life.
[bodytext] => You always said that it was meant to be Even though I hurt you, why was it hard to see? You deserved better and its time thatchu know it You’re indescribable words could never show it. The pain I feel is to deep inside I can’t escape it though I’ve tried He says “ I love you”, I’ll wipe the tears Yet he’s the reason that I cry I see his face here and there She says it hurts, he replies “life’s not fair.” Is there a god? Or such thing as faith? It’s hard to believe when you’re a victim of rape Ever since that night she’s been so lost and been confused Nothings changed its just old news All that happens is hard to endure But he don’t care, he just goes back to get some more She don’t know how to love, only how to fight It eats her in the day and tortures her at night She’s afraid of her self; it’s more than a phase He takes all her love and puts her in a cage So now feel her fury, feel her rage She hopes he’s happy cause she’s addicted to the pain Don’t get her wrong she still loves him to this day But its cause she don’t know how to live any other way This is ME… As I sit in this four cornered room My energy is drained, my emotions consumed I know you’re not giving up anytime soon Its like you replaces the sun with a black moon Cause all I see is dark, you stole all my light I can’t think straight; I’m scared to sleep at night So tell me is it worth a fight? Even if I tell, it’ll never go right But back to my question is it worth a fight? I don’t know but I have paid up the price I’m just glad I’m not scared of heights Cause you clipped my wings in the middle of my flight So now I’m falling, falling, falling outta sight And for some reason your torture is the only thing that can save my life I’ve been broken, I’ve been shattered By all the things you take for granted In exchange for all that matters I don’t say this for the fun or for the thrill All the dreams you wont fulfill Due to your fear and lack of will I will give you words to quote I’ve been places thatchu wont I’ll give you the light and give you hope I’ll tell you the things that they don’t The world is awful and the people are even worse My brother is sick; he’s the devils curse Tell on him, tell on him that’s what they all say But instead of fast-forward or stop I continue to press play I’ve been hit, I’ve been pushed I’ve been raped Till our parents are sleeping he will always wait He shuts the door, turns off the light Asks, “How are you?” being too polite Takes a towel to wrap my face Starts attacking at a very painful pace Its 4 in the morning, against time it’s a race Shoves it down my throat and asks how it tastes I scream so maybe he’ll get caught Go to hell, sit there and ROT But it never happens, he knows me much to well This isn’t a simple game of show and tell He makes me think I deserve what I get He has to be the worse of them yet He has to be the worst person I have ever met Once again I can see and he looks me in the eyes I’m holding back the tears so he won’t see me cry Pats me on the head and says that he had fun And I just sigh in relief that he’s finally done But not for forever, just for the night In my heart calling cops sounds alrite Buts it’s not his fault, he’s mental in the head I need him even if I wind up dead For him I will never say, never tell a lie I know he’s got problems but he’s a special guy This is ME I’m the little girl Who was all so lost and hid in the world Sympathize, love or hate me, you decide This is my secret; I live it as my life I’m tore up from the floor up its obvious to me We’re in reality as crazy as it seems What I write is to those in need To those who dream, to one day be free To those that mourn, and those that grieve The above and in-between I believe if we have a common goal We CAN overcome all obstacles I just want the world to know From what I have nothing is impossible He’s still here, doing what he does Its his high, it’s his buzz I know what I can handle and where I stand What happens next will never be planned But I’m prepared I’m very brave Love, trust and care is what I crave I’ll never get it, that’s what I get to live with Not my fairytale strictly a myth I love him, he doesn’t love me THIS IS ME, one day he’ll see. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 65 [informant] => kailyn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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