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Monday, 14 May 2007
09:04:40 PM (GMT)
Another poem, people.

Something Don't Feel Right  by SilkySilhouette

Tiny voices moan in my ears
And I zip by, 'cause it's the only way I can get away
My eyes are rimmed red
It's getting hard to breathe
Daddy, where'd you go?
I feel small again, little hands around the brass doorknob,
Tears dribbling down my face
And it's still hard to breathe all the same

Run to the window, quick
Watch where he's goin'
Come on, don't be stupid, go watch.
Momma's out there. Go watch, stupid. Go watch where Daddy's goin'

I'm paralyzed but the voice moans in my ear like an ache
The air is thick but the choked sobs don't help
Don't help, no it don't
Can't breathe anymore and the tiny voice keeps moaning

Back to reality again, and I'm half asleep
Smoke enters my lungs like it usually does ten-thirty every night
Blue, green, brown, hazel eyes stare at me
But they're nothing
Just little nobodies that give me the cigs and bottles
Little nobodies that help take away the pain
Through lidded eyes, the world shifts underneath my feet
And there's nothing but the smell of smoke and the moaning voices.
And the wall and the feeling of rain against my very light skin
The light skin that takes from him

Where'd you go, Daddy?
Can I hook my fingers at the hem of you sleeve
And ask you where'd you go?
Will you cup your hands at the sides of my face and tell me you were going to come
Will you wipe the tears away with your rough, calloused hands?
Will you tell my friends to scat and take my cigs and bottles away?
Just because?
Just because?

"You can't go!"
And it's weird because I'm all hysterical and shaking,
When I'm so used to being confident and stoned.
And it's funny because this never happened
When I told you to stay, I mean.
All I did was stand, little hands on the doorknob, tears dribbling down my face, like
a picture
A nasty little picture or a nasty little reminder.

Something don't feel right
Something don't feel right.

Complete. Amuse yourselves and comment on my poem.

CultJam673 says:   20 May 2007   453286  
wow that was good
SilkySilhouette says:   20 May 2007   586761  
Thank you ^_^
Biggirl12 says:   23 May 2007   291493  
hhhhhmmm **sniff sniff*** i think im bout 2 cry **sniff sniff**
SilkySilhouette says :   23 May 2007   411981  
Really? Is it really that sad?


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