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I'm holding onto a makeshift raft                                                          sailing  into a hurricane's wrath                                                            ­             Tossed  around in a sea of emotions                                                         ­ trying  to navigate a turbulent ocean                                                          The  waves crash in mercilessly                                                      ­ choppy  waters, dangerous seas                                                             ­   in  the perils of uncharted territory                                                        ­ drowning in tempestuous energy
This was how I was feeling all last week. I had to write about it to get through it. Just another, tortured poet.
I know you only want to talk                                                  because you  know  I'm  going to walk                                                                I  met  your childish silence                                                          ­ with  strength  and defiance                                                         ­  You  thought that I would cave                                                             ­ Stand  back while you misbehaved                                                       ­    Now  that  your  tower moment is here                                                         all  that ego has disappeared                                                      ­    While  you  gathered stones to throw                                                     I  was growing on my own                                                              ­          You  were full of foolish pride                                                trying  to  conquer and divide                                                           ­  You  always knew I dealt in truth                                                           and  that's something you can't do                                                           This  is your consequence                                                      ­                     This  is your tower moment
Scared and anxious mother to be                                                               ­feels  all alone and is only eighteen                                                      she loves the child she can't see                                                              ­  it  doesn't matter if it's a he or she                                                             Irresponsible  dad, took off when he heard                                                   won't  be around to hear his child 's first words                                          Birthday  parties he will never attend                                                           ­ He  won't be thought of or mentioned                                                        ­         She prepares with a meager wage                                                        dollar  store trinkets for her precious babe                                                             ­                          She knows love  doesn't cost a thing                                                            ­  and you can't put a price on the joy they bring                                         She  will rise up to every occasion                                                         ­   do  what it takes with no hesitation                                                       ­   Teach  and  show her beloved baby                                                   how  to  be more like her and less like he
I had my first child at 18 and always called him MY child. I didn't consider any other options other than raising him and loving him, best thing that ever happened to me. We grew up together and I am so proud of the man he has become. He made me the woman I am today, strong, loving and nurturing.
You made me so feel desperate                                                        ­                    trying to just hold on                                                               ­                     Then  I became pathetic                                                         ­                    when  I realized you were gone,                                                                  I  had thrown  myself at you                                                                        more  than a time or two                                                                        You  had  ripped my heart into                                                    ­              a  thousand  pieces  of blue                                                             ­                    That was a long time ago                                                              ­            you  hurt me more than you know                                                        but  I've  had time to grow                                                                      pulled  myself out of the lows                                                             ­    Now  things have changed                                                          ­                       I'm happy all over again                                                            ­                           and you're acting so strange                                                          ­                 trying to get me to reengage                                                         ­                  You only want me back                                                     ­                              To  fill the void inside of you                                                                                To make up for what you lack                                                             ­    with  my thousand pieces of blue
Outlined by the bonfire                                                          ­              she danced in the moonlight                                                   Her  eyes  filled  with desire                                                           ­                  the color of pale blue apatite                                       ­                                    She looked right at him                                                              ­         as  he  smiled  up at her                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                  She  twirled while humming                                                          ­              he  could sense her allure                                                           ­                The  flames cast shadows                                                          ­                        on  the trees and the sand                                                             ­ as  their  laughter echoed                                                           ­             she  reached for his hand                                                             ­               The  stars twinkled brightly                                                         ­              the  air full of romance                                                          ­               as  he  pulled  her in tightly                                                          ­              he  wanted to stay entranced
Wilted  red roses left on the table                                                            ­       their heads  now  bowed  down in shame                                                  once  a symbol we were stable                                                           ­       in  our  love so vain
Depression is similar to a weighted blanket                                                          ­                                   enveloping you as tightly as straight jacket                                                           ­                                                      Restricting your  movements while  holding you close                                                            ­                                            under  the  pretense of comfort while impeding your growth
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