What makes me, me?
by
D.j. F.
(Age: 17)
copyright 04-21-2006
Age Rating: 13 to 127
My dad used to beat me
My mom never believed me
Mom leaves
Fear streaks
Dad comes so does fear
With fear comes tears
With tears comes pain
I was told crying is a sign a weakness
More and more I became speechless
Every time he beat me
I felt like weeping
Scars on my back
In my mind
Why do I cry
Every time dad walks by
I know its not nice
But sometimes I just wish he would die
And thats my life
Now you know why
I don't talk about it
Because I consider it a total and complete waste of time
And yes sometimes I wish I would just pass away and die
Wasting everyone's time
Whining and complaining about my life
I heard somewhere life is survival of the fittest
and Ive survived a lot
I'm surprised that I haven't started doing drugs like POT
And there is only one person who makes me feel a lot better
Her name is DORTHA and the way I feel for her are four big letters
Thats all you need t know about my life
And yes if I had a knife
I would end it all
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Hey hunz. Well, first off... as you've stated previously in your write, you don't like talking about it. Completely understandable. Just know that it only made you a greater person today, obviously. And as for this Dortha, she's taken the time to see the man/guy behind his shattered past and made him a new. This was an exceptionally well piece, and I liked it a lot. Oh, and good for you by not using drugs. A lot of abused children resort to drugs and harmful activity. This is actually reminds me on Dave Pelzer, and his story 'A child called 'it''... he grew up to be a very knowedgable man and made something of himself, besides whining and seeking some sort of attention. You've just shown people that you take life as it comes and can succeed. Cheers. And good luck with your Dortha. <3
Hi D.J. This is a sad write. I am so against child abuse, which is what I wrote of in my "What Every Child Deserves..." piece, so this work means a lot to me. Talent obviously runs in your families blood! ;)
That's so sad. I loved it. Sometimes I feel like I should die because I am embarrassed or I did something wrong or I did something bad. Sometimes I just want to die due to injuries where they hurt so badly that I want to get rid of the pain. I almost killed myself but then "they" hit me. The good thoughts, thoughts of love friendship and family. Sometimes I want to die because of family issues. Lately, I have been feeling better. Anyway, is this poem based on true feelings? Just asking. Well, talk to you later.
Alma H.