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Strangled Thoughts


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Here is a string of words I wrote down, a little to malacious to be called a poem I think :oops:

 

 

 

I have had some past struggles with my father, and this type of writing helps me let it out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Strangled Thoughts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As i sit here, alone with thought

 

 

 

I struggle with him aloud

 

 

 

Not as a crippled person, alone and cold

 

 

 

but as a rebel before a crowd.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I treat him as a person

 

 

 

No color of skin I see on him

 

 

 

Just his wicked eyes and teeth

 

 

 

spread out in his evil grin.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He sits there and looks at me,

 

 

 

his mouth a blaze of rasp and hate.

 

 

 

I sit there and take it all in

 

 

 

Like rough water past a non-moving gate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now its my turn, I say to him

 

 

 

And he sits back and laughs

 

 

 

I yell and scream my innermost thoughts

 

 

 

And i see his evil mouth form into gasp.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As i continue on my madness of words

 

 

 

I see him start to cringe

 

 

 

He knows the source of my innermost thoughts

 

 

 

He knows that it looks exactly like him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He is now stripped of all power

 

 

 

He loses his wicked smile

 

 

 

His eyes of evil begin to dim

 

 

 

His heart forgets all its wile.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have the upperhand now,

 

 

 

In this battle of hate and rage.

 

 

 

He is lost in my whirlwind-words

 

 

 

He is locked in an eternal cage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And now i sit here,

 

 

 

Panting and in cold sweat,

 

 

 

I know hes gone forever,

 

 

 

Yet now I take his shape, forever locked in my minds debt.

If it isn't in your veins, you'll never know.

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Very good job mate :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I hope you can learn to find peace now that he is gone and find a way to let your anger go. Some people do it through spiritual healing, I myself don't believe in that, but I hope you find a way to become a greater man, minus the evil traits of your father.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I find myself portraying the role of my father unintentionally also, it bugs me alot too. I've found if I just worry less of what he has said and realize his words are just words, his laughter and suffering he causes upon you is nothing more than his faulted ideology. Make sure you create your own ideology and let it take its form without your fathers influence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is excellent though, nice straight forward piece that gets the point across about an important life struggle. Keep writing, you got talent!

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Quite a battle if you ask me...

 

 

 

10/10. At least this isn't reality yet...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Who says it wasnt? :roll:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To overcome an adversary, action is needed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Or in more laymans terms, its like a balloon. If you pop it hard enough, it goes away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To me, if your being abused/molested or whatever, that kind of action is justified. You need to stop it somehow, and some people only understand one method. :?

If it isn't in your veins, you'll never know.

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