Friday, December 30, 2011

12-30 Poem

Who was I
Teenage orphans know
Saddness burried far beneath
Smiles that deceive sorrow

Barders made by birthright
Bear life, ignorant but blamed
Children and babies carryon sins
From kinship who share lastname

Brokenhearted charms
Hung by faith and security
Encrusted by betrayal
Round this lastborn's misery

Hurried to be done
Dispelled to Wed me away
Disobedience, an unruly child
Eyes for truth see how well we the bad obey

A love then so fragile gone
Ignited inflamed to ash
Hushed secrets wanting to be told
Pained most seemed no on cared to ask

Loved him first and most of all
With leftover love to be had
It was all a lie as it be told
One big fable I only'd wish this deceitful heart ever said

Such opposition of what shouldve been
Left me a mess that Fall day
Wouldve been easier just to die
Than have it be him too who wished me away

Riddled hearts survive
Hope babtised twice over in tears
A fight I made my own
Riddled hearts grow acute fears

To fraid to surpress and forget
Of wealth which lives in every detail
Or keep so close the bouts
There'd be no child to tell

To weigh whether lost or gained
O judge right or wrong o'er tragedy
Life wills whether we do or dont
We choose our own debauchery

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