I got feelings buried in me
that run 6 feet deep
whether i liked it or not we had real beef
i’m tougher than the stories
you told about me
grew up to be a person with
some dignity
but i wont let you shadow me
and i damn well wont let you shatter me
im gonna rise from the dirt
I’ll survive all of the hurt
I have a lot to say
and live in constant fear
the feelings will always stay
as much as I loved you,
I hated you too,
fucked up kind of world
put a mixed up pearl to be raised by a thief
the heist was the drink
but i was your daughter
you hit the bottle
and sealed your own slaughter
and i will still defend you
my own flesh and blood
see I am the protective type
And you and I,
we are nothing alike
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Author:
Sayjáy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: embodiment of a friends deep thoughts
- Category: Family
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Comments2
WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first POEM ~ Very Open & Sad but I guess true. Many Children's lives are blighted by Parental Drinking. It never happened to me (thank GOD) but I have Friends (and Students) who have had similar experiences but in many cases they still stay loyal to their folks as your poem implies ! Please check my site which I share with my Fiancee ANGELA. MPS works by reading & commenting on each other POETRY ~ OK ~ Yours BRIAN (UK)
Wow.... Beautifully sad and fun of passion to move on!
Thank you for sharing with us!
Full* wow really didn't see that. Sorry
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