Son/Daughter/Mother/Father

I'm Not the Daughter of Your Dreams


I know life fucked you over young,
and I get it that you work hard.
I've heard you never got to have fun,
and yes, you told me of your broken heart.
 
Mom, you gotta grow up sometime,
you can't stay 16 forever.
You're quitting jobs and pinching dimes,
saying, "we gotta stay together."
 
I blame myself, just like you do,
for Daddy's death and our situation.
All the tears I've cried, you have no clue.
Mom, all these years I've been so patient.
 
Please quit calling me a whore,
and if you can, stop selling drugs?
Hun, I know you're insecure.
That's no excuse to fuck brainless thugs.
 
You used to have a heart,
I recall that, somewhere inside.
While it seems you've grown apart,
you've locked it up, or tossed it aside.
 
I don't mean to chastise you,
but could you chastise me?
Don't let me have sex in your room,
and dude, grow up. Don't give me weed.
 
I appreciate the freedom,
but this is just too much.
While you don't have to believe it,
I tend to give in to lust.

anandosen said:Sensitive driver miss Ophie in her own highway and she cares with a precision. I love this one too:)

thank you sweety

You all are making this tough!

The reason I breathe..

My Daughter ,,, Courtney...
Pledges her love... And adores me...
Makes my life worth living..
Dedicates herself in each way... Everyday...
To mending...  The pain that drives me insane...
The look in her eyes ...  Keeps me hypmotized...
It's as though they discuise all the lies of life...
I inhale her ... Then try holding my breath...

She whispers...   "Breathe momma"...
"It's me and you ...  And In that...  There is no Death..

=)How do i erase this. this reply to the post?.

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I didnt know if it was possible to post pics..
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God Bless Us. Everyone.

Write down your miracles
in paper notebooks,
the crisp white sheets
like angels hair,
baptised with ink
with time to spare
where every second counts
except when your virginity died,
and other great modern lies. 

Sometimes I watch the bed sheets fly
put to death on the hanging line
and crucified in white surrender
to kill the times we laid as twins
foreshadowing my mothers gaze,
because if we kiss, 
the fires of hell, they blaze
like Jesus gives a hoot 
about who I'm sleeping with these days. 

So yes, mother, he is a different faith
but we're the same human race,
the same face
and all the same in the eyes of the Lord,
but this is the least of your worries
because while you're busy cleansing my soul
and gathering texts of love unfurled
you've missed the point entirely I think:
at least Jesus sees that I kiss girls.

I know you're so angered
By the fact that daddy's nothing but a total stranger
How much I'd love to be around you
But hanging around's nothing but danger
Now you're much safer
With me so far away
I know how much you miss your dad
But for now that's how it has to stay

dustyjjewels said:I know you're so angered
By the fact that daddy's nothing but a total stranger
How much I'd love to be around you
But hanging around's nothing but danger
Now you're much safer
With me so far away
I know how much you miss your dad
But for now that's how it has to stay

That is the sweetest thing I've ever read.. Kudos, bro.

Heaven On Earth

Eyes Glistening, like diamonds in the sky

Smiles big and bright as they watch passers by

Hearts so warm and content, not a care in the world

Innocence is precious in my three sweet girls

They like to play, they like to have fun

Like you and me, they awake to the sun

My heart melts when I hold them near

My reason for being is now very clear

A bad day made good when I open my front door

Warm embraces from my children, I could not ask for more

Please look no further when you are questioning your worth

If you are lucky like me you may have

A little piece of Heaven here on earth

To My Daughter With Love

My Dearest Angel,

The bond between us
is like no other
mother and daughter  
and friends forever

Nothing you could do
would lessen my love
my children to me  
are a gift from above

The time you sit
is a consequence
for your actions
and  
phone calls and letters
your only satisfaction

Regardless  
of  
the bad choices  
you make

I will  
be there
for you
however long  
it takes

Though  
some decisions  
you have made
I would  
never condone

I don't  
condemn  
you either  
my daughter...  

You will never
be alone

Love Always,
Mom

P.S.  
I cant wait for you to come home

She grasps at her eyes to keep from seeing,
Grasps at her ears to keep from hearing,
Grasps at the searing pain
beckoning from below the reigns of her lost control
As it strolls as slowly as the wind
or as swiftly as the sea out of her grasp
She’ll touch her head but leave her mind,
Leave the blind fear behind the grind of her imploding fragments
As they bind her ankles and wrists
‘Cause a red mist finds her in her dreams,
A devilish wish screams beneath the seams
and frightens her to depths:
A spoiling fruit, a blackening womb
A toiling truth, an impending doom

But the loom of the gift roots still in her soil
Her blood boils as those eyes she once grasped
Now tackle the task of staring shallow into her soul
Knows the role played by the voice in the ear
as she tries not to hear
Tries to veer from the burden of their vague accusations
of her current situation
But still she’s patient. Still she’s complacent
Still she can’t see how it’s a gift you can grace her with
How it’s called, still, a gift this disgrace you’ve placed her with.
And with the burden of an outcast
builds beneath a bubbling hate for her troubling fate

Even so, the proof grows still in her stomach,
The love grows real in her heart
And the love she made says everything for the life she gave
From this sick world she now finds herself bringing you into
A world where an age may gauge the effect of her beating heart
Or when the mother of a fruit is left to leaving out the world
for the simple fact they react with a quick and common contract
with their never dying fear
Don’t hear, don’t hear, don’t hear
she whispers, she whimpers, she cries.
So onward she goes,
For lack of having any place left to go,
To try best she knows how to trek alone,
Try best she knows how to not fear the unknown
Because she’d rather be only one in this world
Than at one with this world
that makes a young mothers breath
Secretly wishing for her soon and only child’s death

With nothing to see.. 


I can tell that you are drunk.. 
I can smell the whiskey on your breath! 
I know that you are flying.. 
Mom, I seen the meth.. 

Don't try and lie.. 
Please don't cover it up.. 
You just need to know.. 
I can't take too much.. 

One of these days.. 
I am going to snap.. 
When I leave your shadow.. 
I'm not coming back.. 

I miss those pretty promises 
You used to whisper at night.. 
The ones you broke in two.. 
When you left me alone to fight.. 

I don't understand 
How you done this to me.. 
How you left me in the dark 
With nothing to see.. 

I look like you
I’ve seen the pictures
But even if I hadn’t 
I’d know

I’d know by the way they stop
How they have to take 
A second look to check
I see

How their eyes light up
Hopeful of the impossible
Then disappointed to find
It’s me

I think like you too
That’s just like her! They say
Nothing I do is original
Not now

But I don’t act like you
I’m too quiet and distant
People don’t like me as much
As you

I’m just a reminder
Of what’s missing, a replica
Mother I know they wish I 
Was you

living a long life is no excuse
for dying so young

we haven't spent much time together,
you've got other things
much more needing your concern

but you've paved a pathway
where my steps align perfectly

and if somehow you manage to live
until you deserve to die
it will still be too late for me