Saturday, January 7, 2012

who once was mine.


water droplets on my face,
trails of wetness on my cheeks.
trails of rain or trails of tears?
i don't remember anymore.

soaked, wet, drenched - fallen
on my knee's and now i'm sobbing.
mud soaked tights and sticky dress,
hand in face, i'm such a mess.

a little boy with cheeks flushed pink;
a little boy who belonged to me.

a little boy who's six feet down;
a little boy without a sound.
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10 comments:

  1. ChloJanuary 7, 2012 at 9:08 PM

    I'm sorry. :(

    (This was beautifully written)

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 8, 2012 at 8:02 AM

    oh God. dear, I'm sorry. This is so sad.
    You write so well. I could never explain what your words make me feel.


    LOVE!

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  3. Kathrine ChanelJanuary 8, 2012 at 9:54 AM

    :/ Hugs. From pain comes beauty. Emotion and writing, starving and skinny.
    Response from your comment on my blog: I hate it when I cut too.

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  4. teganJanuary 9, 2012 at 12:31 PM

    thank you for my lovely comment:)

    i'm so sorry :( your words are beautiful

    xo

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  5. PhilO♥January 10, 2012 at 12:23 AM

    Amazingly penned!

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  6. hazeJanuary 14, 2012 at 2:16 PM

    Oh dear, I'm so sorry. It makes me sad.
    Hugs.

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  7. AngelaJanuary 21, 2012 at 10:46 AM

    So heartbreaking and beautifully written.

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  8. PhilO♥January 25, 2012 at 5:55 AM

    No updates??

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  9. m.March 8, 2012 at 3:51 AM

    xoxox

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  10. maisDecember 6, 2017 at 7:42 AM

    your poems, they just, i don't have a word for it but those last two lines just stabbed me and the whole thing shook in my head. you write poems that make me trust reading the next one. which is saying a lot, more than you know. i don't trust easily. too many poems let you down. yours are, they're beautiful, they're haunting, keep writing, please xx x

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