katey farmer Poems

i hate my father
for leaving us.
for treating mom like that.
for never following through on his many promises.
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Innocence is
the cloak that shields the evil in the world
the veil that blinds you to your father's faults
the protection from the bad things in life that threaten to destroy
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i love the way you talk
i love the way you walk
i love the way you balk
at the idea of hurting me
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everything is surrounding
pushing me down
falling, faster im falling
without a sound
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depression sets in
seeps down in my bones
i know it will win
this thought drives the sadness home
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look at me
do you see
everything
that i could be?
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bouncing around inside my head
trying to escape this feeling
the feeling of anger and fear
so intense my mind is reeling
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fear dulls my mind
so i cant think straight
i pretend to be fine
like the fear doesnt matter
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not a word can be said
to the woman who controls
if she hears ill be dead
broken, ripped, no longer whole
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we need to talk
about you and me
i cant say us
you said it couldnt be
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