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afraid
I stayed for a long time because I was afraid of you
Your twisted mind and what I knew it could do
The only thing that will stop the craziness is breaking free
You gave me nothing but pain and misery
Breaking out in the middle of the night
I scream because I am free
It is cold and the wind that howls it goes right through me
2007 winter had big changes in store for me a very long night
I sit on a park bench and wait for the drawn to break on through
I made it through the cold night still have all my fingers and toes
Now I start my new life without your conspiracy’s that started to twist me
I made it through though I still watch my back when walking down the street
Never too sure if you’re just going to show up and hassle me
As each day passes it is one more day without you in my life
I am lucky to still be alive even though I still suffer inside
I count my blessings that much is true, I don’t have to put up with you.
Your twisted mind and what I knew it could do
The only thing that will stop the craziness is breaking free
You gave me nothing but pain and misery
Breaking out in the middle of the night
I scream because I am free
It is cold and the wind that howls it goes right through me
2007 winter had big changes in store for me a very long night
I sit on a park bench and wait for the drawn to break on through
I made it through the cold night still have all my fingers and toes
Now I start my new life without your conspiracy’s that started to twist me
I made it through though I still watch my back when walking down the street
Never too sure if you’re just going to show up and hassle me
As each day passes it is one more day without you in my life
I am lucky to still be alive even though I still suffer inside
I count my blessings that much is true, I don’t have to put up with you.
Published 16th Dec 2017
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16th Dec 2017 3:58pm
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17th Dec 2017 6:10am
I know my grammar is not always on point that has a lot to do with a learning disability I received when I was a young boy but in saying that I have learned so much this last few years with technology helping me so much,
It was written about an old ex friend who thought they knew what was best for me and not to let me love the way i wanted to I could not fight as I seen first hand how that goes down so I was scared which this person knew well,
Yes not giving the gender was deliberate so no blow back on me in the future lol but I can’t bring my self to even say the dirt bags name without making myself feel sick,
Thank you so much for taking to time to read and comment it means a lot and I am still learning how to write word doc and my iPad help me so much lol but the sad part it is true again thank you 😊
It was written about an old ex friend who thought they knew what was best for me and not to let me love the way i wanted to I could not fight as I seen first hand how that goes down so I was scared which this person knew well,
Yes not giving the gender was deliberate so no blow back on me in the future lol but I can’t bring my self to even say the dirt bags name without making myself feel sick,
Thank you so much for taking to time to read and comment it means a lot and I am still learning how to write word doc and my iPad help me so much lol but the sad part it is true again thank you 😊
16th Dec 2017 4:55pm
The poem teeters on the edge of hope and despair. It is an interesting balance.
17th Dec 2017 6:11am
