dpressedone89 Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 the smell of alchohol floats in the room you can taste the hate in the air black roses drip blood fresh and in bloom a sad child sits quiet pretending he isnt there deep down he wants to be daddy's little girl but he is a family disgrace blood drips from his wrist and tears run loose on his face his life has been a wasted fifteen years bleeding in hopes the pain will leave crippled by his wants and fears so hard for him just to breathe the cloud that hangs over his head luminous in its evil glow the blood and tears that stain his bed his deep feelings that none shall ever know wishing he was loved by his father but ashamed of who he really is he now hates himself he has become a bother who would have though it would have come to this who would have thought this child would die murder himslef in cold blood a simple word cut his wrist the world will watch it flood -stitches, uhm comment if you wish Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Protex Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 Deep poem. Is it about a boy who's father is ashamed of the fact that his son is gay? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dpressedone89 Posted September 12, 2004 Author Share Posted September 12, 2004 yeah , it is Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Protex Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 I like it a lot. Very nice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dpressedone89 Posted September 12, 2004 Author Share Posted September 12, 2004 thanx im glad you like it, Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ShroudedSorrow24 Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 very good poem, i really liked it, you're a very good writer i've read past poems you've written also Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dpressedone89 Posted September 12, 2004 Author Share Posted September 12, 2004 thanx glad u guys like it i thought ppl wouldnt like it cuz it was controversial Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
under_the_pressure Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 That was a great poem. I know how it is to not be accepted by a parent. Although I'm not gay, I am bi-sexual and my mother hates me. I really like your poem, I can relate. You know I'm always here. under* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dpressedone89 Posted September 12, 2004 Author Share Posted September 12, 2004 yeah im not gay either im bisexual too but yeah its not good feeling that you arent accepted the way you are Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
i_hate_the_world47 Posted September 12, 2004 Share Posted September 12, 2004 dpressedone89 Wonderful poem.It was deep and deliviered a message that most think are to sensitive to put out there.Great job. ~Meagan~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EmptySoul Posted September 13, 2004 Share Posted September 13, 2004 Well written Stitches. Empty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nothingontheinside Posted September 13, 2004 Share Posted September 13, 2004 hehe stitch... i love u that poem was great i havent talked to u in forever, life has just been so busy ya kno! lol IM me sometime and we can catch up you know you're my one and only Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
behind_these_eyes Posted September 14, 2004 Share Posted September 14, 2004 that was really well written. I thought the poem was awesome, but I hope things get better for you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lilsuthurncutie Posted September 14, 2004 Share Posted September 14, 2004 that was awesome.. i wish i could right like that hehe.. much Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gauchori Posted September 14, 2004 Share Posted September 14, 2004 Alright stitches. Umm... I just hope nobody acts like they had lived 15 wasted years. That will be worse that just writing it in a poem. Umm... I havte to say that I haven't talk to you much eather stitch. Mabey you were busy with the girl... I understand lol j/k I just hope I talk to you soon. Umm... I hope you reply to some of my poems when I post them But I know its hard for ya lol too many things. I have talk to much now. Cya and take care 8) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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