Once was a man

I am reposting this poem.....let me know what you think

Once was a man

There once was a man that stole my life

He did it without ever using a knife

That monster stole my innocence from me

Stifling who I was meant to be

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For years it hid in the back of my mind

I was always looking but could never find

What I needed to succeed

Forget about his evil deed

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Years it haunted my every dream

So much heart ache I wanted to scream

But all I did was hold it in

I wear my mask with my grin

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When all of that got too much

I turned to drugs, booze and such

But it never helped my pain

All it did was fry my brain

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Finally I sat down and started to write

I let go of the hate and all of the fight

I put the past where it needed to be

Now I can live my life and be free

 

© 2009 The High Poet

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I really liked this. It echoes the voice of so many victims of abuse and neglect; it speaks for them and advises the way not to go through personal experience. And it offers an alternative; WRITING! How wonderful that you have found this therapeutic outlet and can share your discovery with others through your work. That is beautiful my friend.

[Jinx's Heart]

I brings so my own memories of having been ignored by my mother when I was being molested as a child and then raped by men she knew. I also use writing to help me get through tough times. Very well penned poem and I appreciate your strength to share it with me. Thank you.

[Frantzuu]

Another great, very powerful :D

[Alicante lullaby]

awe inspiring story...world is so full of monsters....

[Becca*Type2012]

Its amazing that you found an outlet in writing. I do have one suggestion though. The line "I turned to drugs, booze, and such" I think booze should be changed to another word like alcohol to make it fit the poem more, but beautiful poem.

[LonelySoul]

we can never hide from the pain inside
or wash away tears that won't subside
the ugly truth that was once denied
just hang on tight and enjoy the ride

it is good to let your feelings out,because if things get bottled up inside,
it will consume your every breath,and the very fiber of your soul and rob you of who you truely are...nice rant in this work,the flow was rolling off the tongue,so to speak,good work my friend...LonelySoul