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     Carey Veteran Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 759 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
MISUNDERSTOOD I said I cried last night, didn't say I died last night. Came through the storm, was alright last night. I cried tears of joy I wanted to be with them, not in them A longing for their presence Had a hole, a role, could have filled it with another star but the part was made for them, others could have pulled it off, everybody would have been paid but that part would have been missing... Who said it, I didn't. I said they left, to many nights filled with images of them. To many vows broken, the pain, had nothing left in my heart, nothing but disdain for them What did you read...the paper said divorced, not used, someones unwanted item to be taken for and taken to the resale shop. It said divorced, not nearly new, should say new. Does it say I am not whole, is there an asterisk saying I am missing parts. Where did it say I was void of love, compassion, hope...dreams. Does divorce strip a man of his manhood. Does divorce imply that a women is love-less, where does it say nuclear waste I fell down, rolled around, I got up, that road is behind me My road is in front of me Read it again, did it say I was a toy to be played with, did it say spin this, use this, anyone can do THIS. Divorced, read it one more time, I doubt it...I doubt it said without principles, absent of love. Softness, strong bold convictions are not the sole possessions of newlyweds. If you think so, you got me twisted, convuluted, you got me fucked up...misunderstood! | ||
| Sisg Veteran Poster Username: Sisg Post Number: 317 Registered: 01-2004 Rating: N/A |
Bravo Carey! I so understand! | ||
| Carey Veteran Poster Username: Carey Post Number: 767 Registered: 05-2004 Rating: N/A |
Thanks Sisg. I thought that might hit a spot. It will not go down in the annals of great poetry but I think it speaks to those that have been somewhere. My mother used to tell me, "live a little and come back and talk to me". Titles, they can be sooooo misleading. I was seeing this one young lady and another one heard about it and she decided to inform my friend that I was a widower. I wonder what was on her mind. Was I suppose to have my head buried in the sand. Did she think I had a shrine in my house. Admittedly we go through some things but the end does not have to be bad! In fact a good pot of beans or chilly is frequently better a day after they've been in the heat. The question is HOW LONG.... The answer.....NOT LONG! |
