| "meet me in outter space we could spend the night... watch the earth come up." | ||||
| 12:49pm 13/07/2003 | ||||
I've tried to forget it But it's infested my thoughts They saw I was too young to remember Then why do i wake from these repeating nightmares? Family taken away in a brutal blaze Shattered tears are shed For the deceased Lost legacy that I so much resemble That I'll never get to meet A best friend that could've been But taken away If God only gives us what we can handle Than why am I continuously shattered by the sound of their names? ---------------------------------------- i've finally got the guts to write about something truer than love. a loss. all of my poetry is true (hense the name of my book "raw truth; an ametures poetry") but this is the deepest of all. its not about love and its nto about my fucked up life. its about the things that have caused me to have a fucked up life. id rather have my real dad than anyother. i love my step-dad, that goes without saying. but ive never met the real man that made me. and ive never met my sister. the day i turned 4 months old; both were lost in a house fire. i decided last night that everyone needed to know and whats the best way for me to explain myself? through poetry. enough of the depressing stuff; im really pissed off. ive been gone for 3 1/2 days. i made sure the house was perfect before i left so noone would have to mop or vacuum, things of that nature, but i came home from church today and theres dog hair everywhere. my step dad has spilt things on the floor and didnt bother to clean it up and there's dog hair now stuck to the kitchen floor. the worst part is when i came hom and i openedmy bathroom door to through some dirty clothes in there it smells. i just cleaned it thursday morning! there was a terd sitting in the toilet because someone forgot to flush. i didnt use my bathroom at all thursday because i was with robert for the most part of it. it was nasty. im so pissed off. my moms at work and my dads off fishing. oh oh oh and lets nto forget my mom washed clothes saturday, yesterday, and she threw them on my bed knowing that iwasnt going t be back until today so now theyre all wrinkled. like she cant 10 minutes to fold the whit clothes. I HATE LAZY PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!! im off to clean the house again!! |
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