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All She Has Known
Never ending pain
In a lost little girl
Surrounded by nothing but air
Wind howling through the trees
The night is dark and cold
So cold,
Her hand clasped tightly in his
Dragging her feet across the asphalt
She will never know love
The only love she shall know
Is the pain and abuse he loves her with
She continues to walk this road
Deeper she falls with false hopes
Of his stern faced revival
She knows nothing more then this
Then the pain
His lust for pain
Her obsession to be wanted
Slowly pulling her apart
Yet she does not struggle to free herself
For this is all she has ever known.
i was impressed, i was able to understand what happened to you and actually picture it for myself
if those are just thought then you even think poetically great job!!!! keep up the great work
I don't know how many of these I've read so far. Certainly not 172. Maybe 8, or however many it is from the beginning to here. And the newer ones. I won't lie to you. I'm not one for lying. And I don't know what level of godliness you place on your poetry, so you can hate me if you want. Others find it reassuring. But what I'm trying to say is that so far, I've been unimpressed. I'm not exactly an English teacher or anyone qualified to make critiques on how well one writes poetry, but they haven't stuck out in my mind yet. I will persevere, however. Perhaps read all 172. Maybe. But this one.. while not exactly Marianne poetry, it was still good. I liked this one best, of the ones I've read so far. Perhaps there's better? I look forward to better. But so far, I liked this one. So that's something. Yes.
wow....its so different then the rest Schmidty, great job!
True thou, how some of us want to be needed to desperatly that we cant see when we're hurting ourselves....
*peace*