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Isolation.
Desolation. Activation of a feeling. Looking outward seeing inward and I feel the ghost of you. Father I expected so much more from you. All I got was sorrow in the end. I don't even have a photograph to remember you by but you are there in my mind. Not accepted. dejected I just keep on trying to find an explanation. In my mind I can feel you mother with your finger on my soul. It's all so fucking sick how you just try to control. I thought I could depend upon you but I was only fooling myself. All alone I walk the streets of life and try to leave it all behind but late at night I wake and cry and wish I could've had more. More feeling More love More compassion A good thought to think of. I allowed the dysfunction of my childhood to creep into my soul where anger, fear, and desparaton made themselves a home. Mom and Dad I don't hate you. I don't blame you for my ability not to feel a single fucking thing! Doctor gave me a pill, said it would take it all away. Gotta say the shit didn't work cos at times my father I feel just as dead as you are in your grave. Mother, mother always looking out for yourself. I hope you think of me and cry at night like I do but I doubt it cos you have to feel to cry. All I'm left with are the questions why. Note- I really experienced this shit. My father abandoned me for over 10 years and my mother really tried to fuck me up emotionally. I thank God that good people out there saw my situation and got me the fuck outta there. I got taken away from my mother because of their efforts and I went to live with my grandparents, where I finally got to live a normal life. My life was saved by good people who cared. |
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nice..WILL
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hey jimi i feel you on that one but it was the outher way around for me
and dad was bad |
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