Introspection

By Winter Born

My brain is on fire
my emotions dark
This memory needs
but a single spark

Something of a child
(Is he mine?)
Playing oon swings
In some bright Park

Gay colors
Happy designs
A child alone
wonders if he'll ever find

A father
A family
A friend...

Mother is calling
Time to go home
Playtime is over
No more to roam.

Daddy is a soldier
And he is never home
Mommy's at work
So he's always alone.

(Fuck! He's mine...)
(What have i done?)
(Sacrificed my family)
(What have I become?)
(Left them behind.)
(to save people I don't even like...)
(Fuck....)

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© 2007 deployed to hell
Published on Thursday, March 29, 2007.     Filed under: "Personal" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I really liked this- the last stanza was sharp and clear. You weave a very good story here- why isn't he certain of his father? How did the soldier meet the mother, or know about the boy? Opens up many questions to feast my mind with. Thanks for the write!

  • italianbella On Wednesday, December 26, 2007, italianbella (185)By person wrote:

    Love the rhyme scheme it flowed easily great read:)

  • A former member wrote: ouch.

  • Sin On Thursday, March 29, 2007, Sin (1168)By person wrote:

    ... :(

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