Why?

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My hidden self

Why does it feel that laughter turns to fear?

Why do the tears only roll down my eyes?

Why is the blue not only in the sky?

Why is it in my soul, breaking my heart from all the lies?

With a solomn cry, quiet and shy,

And a sorrowful goodbye,

I ask,"Why?"

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My dad was never really in my life. He would come and go. As a young child I was always thrilled to see him, until he left for years at a time. He would promise me things and never follow through with them. He broke my young heart and gave me scars that will never leave. At the age of 13, I finally told him I was done with his games, and I said goodbye. Though this hurt me because he is my dad and I loved him I knew it was best for me, but I still had to ask him why he did the things he did.

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The cross is the oldest

The cross is the oldest 'symbol' known to man. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross

This poem reminds me of the cross we all come to 'bear' through our incarnation into a human form. It is also the 'crux' of what we must learn while we are here. At times we carry it with great suffering. It is our task to carry it with grace and integrity, or so it has been taught in most of the religions. When we learn to 'carry our cross' and it becomes our inspiration to bloom and emerge from the 'coccon' of many aeons rest within the darkest depths of the soul is when we have completed our life mission and we can then return to the heavens for rest and the process of evolution of our soul goes on. Beautiful work. (just my thoughts)


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

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thank you 

thank you 

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I can totally relate. Mine

I can totally relate. Mine left when I was 3. As an adult, I cut him out. Then when he got sick and we spent a little time together. We were just starting to have a relationship. Sadly he spades away. But I'm so grateful for those days we finally started getting to know each other. forgiveness was hardst it i did it. Hope you can do the same... 


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I have forgiven him, but I

I have forgiven him, but I just can't be close with him, because he will just hurt me again by leaving and not talkin to me anymore. I just hope one day he will mature enough to have a lasting relationship with me.