Betrayal

[*SWeeT-e*]

Like having a bucket of
ice-cold water
poured over my head
in the depths of my winter
when all along
you had promised me
hot chocolate.
Like holding my hand
when I showed you my wounds
and rubbing salt into them
when all along
you had promised me
a band-aid.
Like tossing me a rock
when I cried out to you
drowning in the sea
of your lies
when all along
you had promised me
a life boat.
For everything you've done
that you said you would never do
fuck you
and fuck me too.
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For my father...for hitting me...
For my mother...for doing nothing...
For everyone else in my life that this has ever applied to...there have been enough...
Just need to release a little anger...sorry.
~kimmy.

 

[drea]

it can only get better.
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::heaven holds a sense of wonder/and i wanted to beleive/that id get caught up when the rage in me subsides::

 

[zero9zero]

wow!
very powerful, and very descriptive.
believe me.. i feel ya on this one.
peace
dave

 

[**itsmE**]

Your writing just keeps getting betta babe....i only wish that for you, it didnt have to be surfaced from such saddened experiences. Its good to let your anger out, it can make you feel so much betta and bring you that much closer to happiness, the kind in which you deserve.

** smile **

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** the happiest of people dont necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes their way **

 

[Myster_Bond]

Reading your posts brings to the realization that I want myself and this 'scene', we are all apart of, to reflect the love, depth, beauty that we know it can show.
The brutal truth however is that Human Nature is a destructive force, that can not be stopped. This poses the question that all of us need to look at, "Why do we as seperate individuals choose this life? Why do we use? Why do we abuse ?"
Use and Abuse. As words seperated by the letters A and B. Two steps to changing the word.
Setp A) Betrayal, lies, broken promises
Step B) Betrayal, lies, broken promises again and again.
A + B + Use = Abuse.
I feel for you and with you. Keep holding on to PLUR.
PLUR:
If one believes: its passion
If two believe : its a common bond
If three, four, five believe: it can be UNITY
Never forget where we have come from.
Never forget where we are going.
I hope this makes some kind of sense.
Cheers
Myster Bond
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When there is a changing of generation the New School become the Old School and the cycle of learning continues...

 

[mmmmSeXyE]

Once again, *great* writing