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basically... i have no idea what to do with this poem.
dont have a title or anything.
what i need help with, is a title
and any, ANY suggestions you have.
i promise if you answer for me, i will answer for you.
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also, the first part (the part before the ^^^^'s) is true. it happened to me. after that is what i imagine my child will say to me
when he sees my scar that she gave me.
enjoy.
i'm sitting here, all alone
in a room, in a house, in a place called home
but this isn't a home to me
daddy, daddy, can't you see?
this home is where i sit and cry
cry out the tears welled up inside
each tear, a passing of sadness
no hope, i have no way to end this
i get scared when i see
mommy with the knife,
running up behind me
she grabs me, pulls me real close.
and sputters with her alcholic lips,
i don't cry a word, but i do almost,
she mutters, "you disgusting little bitch."
then she hits me.
each fingerprint
leaving a harsh eternal scar.
she slowly makes a slit
across my upper arm.
hoping that the blood will quit
i think, with much alarm
then i fight back.
that makes her mad
she bends and breaks me
i wish i had
stayed shut.
and let her win
so that she wouldn't pin
me up.
i hear sirens.
i see flashes.
i feel pain.
i sense the presence
of love.
who could it be?
surely not mom
but... daddy?
you believe me?
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
the sun shines.
we're outside
he comes up to me
points to what i can't hide
he gives it a pat.
he looks at me with his father's eyes
and says, "mommy, what's that?"
i cry
he doesn't know why
doesn't know what "that" is
doesn't have one that's his
and will thankfully never have
a harsh, eternal scar
like me.
thanks for the answers.
and yeah it rhymes, thanks for thinking it's okay.
and sorry about the swearing, it's what my mother said to me and i wrote it in the hospital. i wasn't about to make her seem like a good person.
and to everyone else, thanks for the positive comments. also thanks for the name ideas! i might use one of them.
dont have a title or anything.
what i need help with, is a title
and any, ANY suggestions you have.
i promise if you answer for me, i will answer for you.
------------
also, the first part (the part before the ^^^^'s) is true. it happened to me. after that is what i imagine my child will say to me
when he sees my scar that she gave me.
enjoy.
i'm sitting here, all alone
in a room, in a house, in a place called home
but this isn't a home to me
daddy, daddy, can't you see?
this home is where i sit and cry
cry out the tears welled up inside
each tear, a passing of sadness
no hope, i have no way to end this
i get scared when i see
mommy with the knife,
running up behind me
she grabs me, pulls me real close.
and sputters with her alcholic lips,
i don't cry a word, but i do almost,
she mutters, "you disgusting little bitch."
then she hits me.
each fingerprint
leaving a harsh eternal scar.
she slowly makes a slit
across my upper arm.
hoping that the blood will quit
i think, with much alarm
then i fight back.
that makes her mad
she bends and breaks me
i wish i had
stayed shut.
and let her win
so that she wouldn't pin
me up.
i hear sirens.
i see flashes.
i feel pain.
i sense the presence
of love.
who could it be?
surely not mom
but... daddy?
you believe me?
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
the sun shines.
we're outside
he comes up to me
points to what i can't hide
he gives it a pat.
he looks at me with his father's eyes
and says, "mommy, what's that?"
i cry
he doesn't know why
doesn't know what "that" is
doesn't have one that's his
and will thankfully never have
a harsh, eternal scar
like me.
thanks for the answers.
and yeah it rhymes, thanks for thinking it's okay.
and sorry about the swearing, it's what my mother said to me and i wrote it in the hospital. i wasn't about to make her seem like a good person.
and to everyone else, thanks for the positive comments. also thanks for the name ideas! i might use one of them.
