I may put this under diary...


Why Play the Sick Game?

She looks up,
Tears glisten in her eyes,
A weak hand comes to her aching cheek,
Her head lowers,
Her mother must not see her cry
Or she will only hit the poor girl more.

The little girl questions in her head:
"What is the point??
Why have children if all you want to do...
is hurt them...?"

Why take out your anger on an innocent child?
Why rape a child? (actually...anyone at all for that matter?)
Why yell at a child...
telling him or her they are no good?

Why tell your child to kill itself?

You brought this life into the world,
Now WHY would you tell it to destroy itself?
A sick game?
Or maybe you think the child won't take it seriously?

I am here to tell you,
A child will take it very seriously,
I have been told twice to kill myself...
by my mother.

I sometimes wonder what she would think...
if I did.
But I would never...
I may not have her, but I have my friends,
My hopes, my dreams.

"It doesn't matter what you think."
She says.

She lies.
Only to her does it not matter.
To others, it matters.
I know it matters...to at least one person.

I matter in the world.
The question is whether I believe my own opinion more
Or someone else's
(as someone once said to me)

I believe my own.
Not someone who wants to destroy me...
Or have me destroy myself.

Sometimes life is a sick twisted game,
But the sickest of all
Is when you want to destroy the life you created.




Poetry by Marie
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Written on 2005-12-28 at 06:31

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liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Even though this is a
sad and painful poem,
I can feel your strength pour through.

well writen.

liz
2006-08-02


Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi Marie,
A heartbreaking poem, every word you say is true, but I can see you have the
guts to face it and overcome it.
I loved the last verse especially.
luv esti.
p.s. Apparently I come from Syria too!
2005-12-28


Black Knight
"What does not kill me, makes me stronger"
F. Nietzsche
2005-12-28