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Dice

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Okay so I wouldn't say this is poetry or any thing and its just a load of shit too, but its some thing ermm I started to write the other night when I couldn't sleep...Plus I may just delete it after I've posted it because I don't think its any good and its just words nothing creative about it too... And its a very very little insight into my life :unsure:...

I was born in 1988, The world changed the day I was born…

My life started thn!!!

I took my first breath, My first taste of air, My first hug…

I was born in a world unknown to me…

I grown up in a world of hell…

21 years of my life…

21 years of pain…

21 years of hurt…

21 years of not knowing who I am …

21 years of not belonging any where…

At the age of six my life would never be the same again…

My world was ripped apart…

I wouldn’t have to keep seeing what I was…

Hearing what I was…

But I would see and hear that over and over again…

Thn go through the pain and hurt from it…

21 years of my life…

21 years of pain…

21 years of hurt…

21 years of not knowing who I am…

21 years of not belonging any where…

You’re my blood…

You’re my Father…

You should be here to look after me…

Not leaving me with all this pain and hurt…

21 years of my life…

21 years of pain…

21 years of hurt…

21 years of not knowing who I am…

21 years of not belonging any where…

10 years old my life would never be the same again…

My world was ripped apart more…

You took that from me…

You took it all from me…

You changed me…

You have made me who I am today…

21 years of my life…

21 years of pain…

21 years of hurt…

21 years of not knowing who I am…

21 years of not belonging any where

What more could go wrong in my 10 years of live…

The day came 1 September…

15 years old my life would never be the same again…

My world was ripped apart more and more…

I lost my heart and soul that day…

You was my rock my life my everything…

You was taken away from me…

21 years of my life…

21 years of pain…

21 years of hurt…

21 years of not knowing who I am…

21 years of not belonging any where…

21 tears is my life…

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its not about how good a piece of writing is hun... its about how u feel about it and how it has helped writing it out...

although i happen to think it's very good... especially so cos it is from your heart...

i hope u dont delete it... even if u do delete it here, pls save a copy for later... may help u in future anyway...

carry on writing - u have a bit of a talent there hun... is also a great tool to get stuff out of your head... i find anyway... :)

Kath xxxx

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Thanks for reading it and replying back :)... I know its not about how good a piece of writing it is but it is to me :unsure: I dunno why...

Well I have it on my laptop already as I wrote it 2nights ago and just got some "balls" to share it on here ha... And I could of wrote a lot more to that "21 years" but it would of triggered me...

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i know what u mean... i have written a poem to my best friend and i am now in the throws of debating sending it or not... the meaning is there, but the words and structure are rubbish in my eyes...

will have to grow my own "balls" i guess... ::wacko

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Haha yeah I grow the "balls" but they've gone now after I have shared it and I am winding myself up do I take it off or not o.0...

Its a nightmare when you have to fight with yourself just to share some thing like that and your poem to your best friend, If I can get through the few hours before I can't edit it no more thn I'll be fine but I am pissed off already LOL...

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tell u what... ima email my poem to friend NOW....

if u can grow balls, so can i...

fingers crossed - wish me luck !!!!

if it goes well i may even post it here too.........

*prepares to run and hide if necessary*

ed to add - sent it... eeeeeeeekkks!

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you know what tho dice me ol mucker...

"fear allows us to be brave..." I want that tattooed round my wrist!

ima quite proud of bein brave and i hope u are too... :)

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Hey dice

I'm glad I got to read this and you didn't delete it. Like Chitma said I think its good and it helps writing how you feel down and getting it out. Well done for posting it, I'm not very creative so it nice to see something that is.

And Dice it shows your not a LADY if you can grow balls :D;):lol::lol::lol: (you can get me back later) ;):lol:

Well done Chitma for emailing that poem to your friend.

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Well I can't delete it now :(... Hmm that ain't creative at ALL far from it :D...

LOL You crack me up bud ;) haha... Remember I am a ladyboy so I am still a lady who can grow balls :D haha and I so will kick your arse later LOL...

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you know what tho dice me ol mucker...

"fear allows us to be brave..." I want that tattooed round my wrist!

ima quite proud of bein brave and i hope u are too... :)

Sorry I've just seen this one... kool I hope you do get it inked around your wrist :)...

You should feel proud of yourself for sending it :D, Me well being honest I don't but hey ho haha...

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