"csa" poems
The wizards sleeve or otters pocket
A place to shove his pocket rocket
A few drinks more and start to fear!
He's looking for your mouse's ear.
Such ugly words we doth describe the place where Mr ***** jibes
But ladies whit is just as bad when talking of your little lad
The meat and veg the one plus two the love handle mother gave to you.
So sausage or **** hammer or throb
The names are all the same
Trying to get in the clowns pocket the ultimate aim !
No xmass time is at the door and many a load delivered raw
Unwrapped no label just a jump to keep the festive cheer on course
Be careful if this tale is you
For come September you will be blue
if the CSA come after you!
Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 7:29 PM UTC
When do you stop blaming yourself? Stop believing that you deserved it because you are worthless, ***** a failure (just look at everything else you have failed in)? When do you sleep through the night and not wake up with your stomach in a knot and your lungs begging for air? When does your heart start to open up and love yourself? When does it stop being scared?
I'd love to know...because I'm not sure how much more I can take. It's kind of funny because, I am not even sure how much of these feelings are from the CSA or how much is from family problems now or how much is just from my declining physical health. Today is a rough day. I'm hoping once the coffee sets in and I wake up a little more...it'll get better...
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
Been writing stories for my friends sharing my experiences. I'm not one who catches feelings right away. I like to watch comedies I've made all my hurtful moments into a comedy.
I've been good writing consistantly getting my ideas out when I could post them.
I use to be an angry writer attacking others I saw them in front of me and wrote things I wish I could say.
Writing has helped me grow and cope see things from a different angle.
I dare to inspire encourage others to be more and not settle for less. I'm trying to move up and grow being a trail blazer making my own path is hard but its what I want for myself.
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 4:19 AM UTC
100 mm. | | | | They are gone
Opportunities. I'm a baby This
is a problem. Here is a Tamil
number Hands. Five lines are
fair. He's with you 100 mm picture,
"OK". We have to do it Naturally.
| Good books Friends of Friends
Of 100 games, Many species:
are | Edison Edison Davita.
100 mm. | | | | It is not in this
place. I am a child. In this respect,
like the number of Tamil today is
easy to use. The five climbers. in
Photos about 100 mm, "OK". The
Of course. | and good Books,
friends, dogs. 100 games However,
due to the large number of Edison's
Edison Republic of Edison.
100 mm. | | | | | | | | | Mi
Children. People RE. The eyes
of Tamar are the glory & Must be
completed. *********** New Year.
100mm Alman Application "Band".
Luck No. | | | | Heaven, Lord!
Sara's wedding to a girl named Sara!
More than 100 ||| THOSE Mail IS
FREE Edison Edison Davis.
100 mm. | | | | | | | | | small
The sons. those who are not.
CSA target target value.
New Year's Eve. Ali
quipped 100mm "Death"
application. no capital | |
The sky, oh! wedding
and the bride Sarah, Sarah?
More than 100 ||| this
Edison's book by Edison
Davis.
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 10:54 PM UTC