My dad was killed on the family farm when I was 5. My uncles treated me like dirt and this is a poem I wrote years ago. I hope no one thinks I'm corny or anything... Just wanted to share it and my thoughts at that time. They haven't changed much...



I grew up in a family that did not care,
truer words never spoken, that I swear.
I felt alone, no mentor, no Dad,
memories of things I only wish I had,
a past I can’t change that makes me sad.
My environment was unstable, bordering strange,
I wanted security, I longed for change.
My family belittled me, pulling me down,
something they loved, with others around.
I began to hate them, because they hated me,
I thought that was the way it was meant to be.
I tried to avoid them, escape the abuse,
they said I was worthless, and had no excuse.
They wanted me to fail and fall on my face,
they longed for the day when I would be a disgrace.
I never knew for sure who was wrong, who was right,
until I found others with precious insight.
I found it wasn’t me who had all the flaws,
they viewed everyone this way, everyone and all.
They thrive on misfortune and the hard times of others,
they share this together, a trait among brothers.
They wish this on their daughter, even their son,
no one is exempt, when all’s said and done.
I learned to avoid them and go my own way,
but the animosity is still there, even today.
No one really knows them, each with two faces,
one for the family, one for other places.
They have many fooled, thinking they’re sincere,
but I know the truth, it’s obvious and clear.
I don’t want to be family, enemies, or friends,
I can’t bring forgiveness, can’t make amends.
This is the way it will be; it’s time to start living,
they turned their back on a child, that can’t be forgiven.

That was very touching ArDave, it wasn't corny at all. Felt like I was right there with you when you wrote it years ago, while I was reading it. Sorry you had to live through such pain. No child, or adult deserves that.
You should be really proud of that poem, I'm glad I read it.

Thanks Tweed......

Hi ArDave

I think your poem is wonderful. I think poetry is such a beautiful way of letting out things.
Thanks for posting it.

Trace

ArDave,

Its not corny at all!

Its from the heart,

I hope that writing helps you let go of some of the pain

HUGS
Isabeau