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There is one who I have known not
By Bittersweet Life
There is one who I have known not
Non existent, absent, unaware
Unaware of the damage done, the songs unsung, and the heart unloved
There is one who I have scarcely named
A person blamed, yet unashamed
No hand is reaching forth for reconciliation
I remember not, the
events that took place, an empty face, a small body stilled
A replacement
rejected, a son defected
Dying, murdered
The pendulum swung
favorably it seems
Saved, enraged was the finder, the minder unforgiven
Vanished, banished was the minder, the son unknowing
Missing,
wishing to see the one he lived with not
Unknowing
Emotions
unfelt, a card un-dealt, a life lived without
Until, an eave was
dropped, my heart froze, shocked
The unknown was known, the string
of lies un-sewn
And my eyes were opened to the calamity
For
I was an improper replacement, not 500 days spent
Before I was to
be vanquished from this earth
My eyes now open, I gave up hoping
I was never to feel the love of my mother
Nor shall she feel the
love of me
There is one who I have known not
And I am glad
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Copyright 2013 JustifiedEvil
Author's Note:
A true story.Comments on "There is one who I have known not"
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On Thursday, February 28, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
(795)
wrote:
intersting... well written, ami correct in assuming that you went through the adoption/foster program? either that, or you were raised by your father? but from your wording, the former appears more likely.
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On Friday, March 1, 2013, Bittersweet Life
(6) wrote:
I was raised by my father, he came home with my brother, to find me and my sister unconscious on the floor. She fed us both anti depressants on a spoon with jam and ice cream. Her being 2 years older, she wasn't affected as badly. I had to go to hospital and when my father saw me with tubes sticking out of everywhere (bear in mind I was only 1 or so) he knew he had to leave her for our safety. I found all this out by overhearing a conversation when I was 16, till then I had no knowledge of why they divorced.
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A former member wrote:
beautiful way to express your story, it really conveys emotion great write
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