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Many years of desolate dreams
The emptiness of your presence
It tires me

False hope and sweet lamentations mingle together like a disease
You’re my disease

Once a crying child I looked to you for love
Your empty stare told me what I always knew
That I could never find comfort in the eyes of this man; you

Left alone and desolate, I cried for you, yearned for you, hated you
You were my everything and you were my nothing
A birthday too late to sew back the love you once took

Empty black scars remind me of you
Wounds once peeled apart by your mere presence

The time to heal myself has come
But somehow I can't do this
I can't do this by myself
©2004-2009 ~braceletsofsmoke
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:iconnaomimae:
i like ur poem. but to tel ya the truth the drawing brought me here. Either way they both are great. but the poem stands out.
:iconavalokita:
Beautiful ... I have a very troubled relationship with my father as well ...
I've also wrote poems about him, but unfortunately they're in Dutch, and I would loose to much in the translation ...
Anyway ... I think you are brave :blowkiss:

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:iconbadblokebob:
A troubled relationship with my father/other family is never something I can relate to, as I thankfully haven't had that in my life. Therefore, my interpretation of poems such as this is obviously different from someone who has experience it -- they see a reflection or comment on their own experience, whilst I see the poem as a learning experience; to better understand what it's like. I have to say, I think poetry is a very good way of informing people about this, because it is more about feeling and emotion than straight-up facts, and it is the former that is so hard to convey. Well done you for managing it :)

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:iconfullofspunk:
the drawing, as well as the poem, were beautful! good job!

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all those answers you've been racing to find out......
.....they might out run you in the end
:iconkamelin:
My dad doesn't know me that well. But he's always been here. At his computer. It makes me sad . . .

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:icondevilishlycrazy:
wow...this is a really strong piece of writing, you've expressed it well, great work :hug:

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normal people worry me :O_o:
:iconalwayzdazd:
so sad...i can relate to this so well..great expression in it. :hug:

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Am I the star beneath the stairs?

Am I a ghost upon the stage?

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:iconrubenesque:
Tortured soul - comes to mind. Very great work! :heart:

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:iconshadowedpoet:
wow. this is great! i connect with it A LOT. Its an amazing piece. :+fav:

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