Torn Between 'Their Worlds' Poem by James McLain
Torn Between 'Their Worlds'
You are both,
bedimming my parent's,
and I know you
are only ones
and you were once
both to each other, that.
Blind as too the one
do you remember
why, I came and
now I am here
and how I got here
pleased before you
when it's to late
I too am torn
and run between both days
and those many moment's
when both
you met and why I came.
Looking out my window
I see this one tree
from which hangs moss
and further
not far there out back
one stream that feeds
my dreams and keeps
the grass so green.
It is simply black and white
too me
but
too you and you and you
if I must I will and I shouldn't
stand rejected,
by both your families
I am your child
and I am so confused
and, and, and
who will cry for you,
but us
and in the end
when we are all, gone away
I Am Just Another Child
That Choose Your Stupid,
Suicide.
Iip, Very interesting, expansion grows, and it is pleasant to me..10... Tsira
It is a terrible place for any child to be my friend! But there is a worse fate and that is, being in a place where nobody wants to be. I experienced it myself as a child in a family that was tearing itself apart, trying to stay together! It never works, what we think is glue, just messes everyone up and comes unstuck in the end. I would rather have had two parents, individually happy than two parents at war between me. Great write. I see you are in philosophical mood! As always Smiling at you Tai
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5/7/2024 3:33:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is so very sad, I can't imagine people concieving, carrying for 9 months their own flesh and blood just to leave it behind...so very well written...10