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Stuck In The Past

Poem By: XBrokenHeartedX
Poetry


When I was in Tuscan visiting my grandparents, I asked them if I could take home pictures of my dad when he was younger. Some of the pictures, had my mom in it. For those of you who don't know, my parents got divorced when I was only 6 months old; so I don't really know my dad. Anyways, some of the pictures had my mom in it, looking young and beautiful and happy. Of course, being the emotional person I am, I cried for a long time over them. And I thought of writing a poem about how I feel that they're not together anymore, and about my dad. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Aug 27, 2008    Reads: 122    Comments: 20    Likes: 11   


A single match

Burns the hole in your skin that is not sealed

This life you lived was filled with the love you still have

But not for him

Not for him

My tears escape and I am still crying over the fact that it will never happen, never be the same

It’s hard to feel this way

To say, “I love you” when truly I don’t know you enough to say those words

And I keep being pushed down by secrets and meanings that I can’t understand because nobody will explain them to me

I’m encased in this hatred between them

Trying to choose

Trying to be

Trying to let them both see how I feel but not being able to because they are spun in the webs of their own life

And I feel stupid

Selfish

Wrong

To know that I’m still living in the past when before I never gave a single thought to it

The match has been lit

I grew up without you

She moved on without you

And I grew to accept the fact as a young child that you weren’t coming back, that you and her wouldn’t love each other anymore

I grew up to accept the fact that now, she loves somebody else, as do you

And I grew angry

Mad

Scared

To know that two people with so much love just didn’t want to be together anymore

To have to grow up in a world where love wasn’t happily ever after

Where the end of it was just a big black hole full of deception and hate and tears

The fire is spreading

Why now?

Why did I have to remember it all now?

I want to burn the pictures, to rip them into pieces and forget all about it

I want to just move on

I want my life to be like one happy family

To have no tears

To not want to cry

I want my life to be like how it used to be

To have everlasting love

To still have my true dad

I want to know you like I know my mom

To talk

To remember

I want it all to be different

With you fully in my life

Without seeing you once every few months

The fire has encased us

But I can’t escape this because I am trapped beneath the thoughts of before

I am now fully stuck in the past

Where nothing lasted forever

 


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Comments:

this is good that you were able to write down your feelings toward your father, and your parents...these are going to give you memories that will always be with you, and there's nothing wrong with having that thought of your parent's still loving each other and being together, yet being angry because they did not...my parent's separated before I was born, and I have never been close to my father, but I always wished that they had stayed together, until now, I realize that they wouldn't have worked out...but I am okay with it...anyway, nice work with your poem and wonderful writing skills ;)

Posted: Aug 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you:) Yeah I know its ok to keep that with me, but its just so hard to believe that it wasn't my father; and the same with my mom. It kind of makes it a lot harder now to have a step-father. Thanks so much again, and I'm glad you liked it. :)

i really like the choppiness of a lot of this poem, the style fits great. i love the lines about fire. it really drives home your pointa nd gives it a little more power instead of just sadness. its driving, if you know what i mean b y that. my parents are divorced too so i feel it. the one thing that bothered me just in flow of reading was the longer sentences. they kind of slow down the choppy flow. but i dont know much about poem writing, over all i really liked it

Posted: Aug 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh haha yeah; its like what I said in Crippled Rose. There's a special way to read it, which is why it may seem weird. Because there's short and long. Sorry if it messed up the flow. But I'm glad you liked it and thanks so much for reading and commenting:)

wow that was great! i love what you did with the fire and making those lines orange. it makes them stand out, which helps deliver the message of the poem even more. great job! =)

Posted: Aug 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks! Ha Ha yeah I'm glad you liked that. I wanted to do it to make it stand out. Thanks so much again:D

I really like how you used fire as the similarity. It definitely makes it easier to understand what it must feel like and how everything is and was. Of course, I couldn't the full view of it even though this poem was completely written from the heart and very descriptive.

Posted: Aug 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh thank you! Ha HA I'm glad that you thought it was very descriptive. I'm glad you liked it though, and thanks again:D

like all the other commentators, I loved the lines about fire. I think it was really cool the way you put it. And I'm sorry about your parents.I can't say I know how you feel since I don't really know. But for now my dad is living in another country because he has to work. My parents aren't divorced, but it sure feels weird and lonely without two of them together. so.. yeah. Great poem anyway! :)

Posted: Aug 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks:) Ha Ha well I've never really thought about the divorce before, but after seeing these photos it was like me being young and screaming and crying about it all over again, lol. I'm sorry that it feels weird, but he'll be back:) Thanks again, and I'm glad you enjoyed it!

that was trippy... i love your poetic skills though especially the thing with the match and the fire which kinda sounds suicidey to me. I have a step dad. I dont see why you have to be so aaar waaaa brlaaaa guh guh mleeear aaaarg over it your real dad comes and sees you every 6 months (well thats what i collect from this poem) My real dad pissed off when i was a few weeks old and weve never ever heard from him since.... dont even know if hes alive. He wasnt even there for my birth well noone else in my mums family was she was completely alone.... dammit shes had a byich of a life but shes come out an awesome mother. Im a little interested to meet my real dad, i apparently inherit a lot of things from him like my ridiculous height and hairiness, dammit that means im gonna get a bearlike hairy chest in my twenties.... grrrr..... apparently he was a vain failed artist which makes me think that were he failed ill succeed.
Hmmmm so i guess what seems to make it painful for you is the fact that you actually kind of know your biological father, you see him now and then.... ooo ouch it makes you disaccept your step dad as a father in a way..... yeh my step dad IS my dad, hes been here for me and mum and gives me a father figure and i really love him as one, my biological father is just simply that word to me hes not my dad the way i see it......... um so yeh good poem keep up the crippling emotions and whatnot brokenhearted..... :) :P

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Ha Ha no the fire thing wasn't suicidal. It was just kind of a metaphor for being stuck in the past, where the fire is encasing me and there's nowhere to go. Well the thing is, I would rather NOT know my dad at all, then have to see not even half of him every few months. Its harder to have to create a life for somebody who rarely ever has time to see you. I'm really sorry about your dad though. The same thing happened with my friend, but it was a little worse story. No, I don't not like my stepfather because of my real dad. I actually kind of hate the fact that I know my step father more than I know my real father; its kind of painful to think about. And I don't like my step father for other reasons. But thanks so much floatLinger for reading my poem. I'm glad that you thought it was good, and I shall keep up the crippled emotions:) Ha Ha:D

Hehe well thanks for the update, I really love your poetry and your an amazing writer. You put your own thoughts and feelings down in such a way, it's breath taking. I don't know what the pain of your parents being seperated it like, but I have friends who do so I can only imagine. I loved the emotion that you put into this poem, and a great flow to go with it. Keep writing, and never give up! I'm always looking forward to reading your work, so keep me posted for new updates, k?

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Ha ha ok:) Thanks so much Ant, I'm glad that you like my style of writing, and that you enjoyed the emotion in my poem. It's a hard thing, I suppose. Not that my parents are separated AS much but that I just don't know my dad very much. Thanks so much again Ant:D

Ohhh,this is so sad and full of your emotions.So touchy.Im sorry they divorced.Yes,when my mum wanted to divorce from my dad,I locked my self in the room,and cryed whole day.But then she didnt asked it,coz he said he will be better,and coz of us...children,and now they're ok...I guess....Well nvm....Very beautiful poem.
:)

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh thanks! Yeah for me, after seeing those pictures, its like me as a little kid kicking and screaming and crying without my dad all over again. Though when I was little, I never gave a second thought about it. I saw my dad more then, but it just gets harder and harder as I grow up. Because I NEED him more, with me, as a parent and a father. Thanks so much Dark Skylight, I'm glad you enjoyed it and thanks for the wonderful comment:)

honey, all i have right now is tears and only tears...this poem touched me deep down inside and made me strong to make marriage work inspite of differences ....seeing u suffer, i could not imagine kriish suffering the same way....it is so sad....i won't say i can understand ur pain but i sure can feel what u r going through.....

i know u r a survivor....do meet ur Dad an let him know that the marriage is not a childs' play....it is serious esp if kids r there....

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh I never meant to make you cry:( I'm sorry Pratibha, but thank you so much for the great comment. I'm glad that you liked it, and that it touched you and made you think different. My dad doesn't really know...but he's there for me. Thanks you:)

wow.that.is.really.deep.
And.i.looove.that.part.where.you.talked.about.saying.i.love.you.abvout.your.mum.but.you.don't.feel.you.know.her.well.enough.to.say.it.,
like.i.said.deep!!!

Posted: Aug 28, 2008

Author Comment:

Ha Ha no I that was my dad, that I didn't feel like I knew him well enough to say I love you. Sorry for the mistake, haha. But thanks! I'm glad you liked it:)

wow! its really deep. great stuff. cant wait to read some more =]

Posted: Aug 29, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you!

Ah, this is intense. I was quite interested.

I hope you'll check out my work.

Posted: Sep 1, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you! I'm glad that you enjoyed it. And I'll try to get to your work when I can:)

The intensity of your words are trully phenomanal. I simply adore your work. It's truly magical. Thanks for sharing your amazing gift.

*I don't think your emo.

LegendaryCreativity

Posted: Sep 1, 2008

Author Comment:

What do you mean, you don't think I'm emo? But thank you so much! I'm glad that you enjoyed it, haha and that its magical. I've never had someone use that word before! Thanks again, your comment is much appreciated:D

Well to say the least you have wonderful writing skills..my favorite lines and the ones i can relate to most are...I want to just move on

I want my life to be like one happy family

To have no tears

To not want to cry

I want my life to be like how it used to be

To have everlasting love

my parents just recently over the last couple years split up and i find myself all the time wishing that it could go back to how it used to be. I just miss all the little things that families do together. Always makes you wonder what if? but you soon become to realize that its sometimes better that they not stay together..I loved this poem..keep up the amazing work!

Posted: Sep 8, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you! Yeah I know what you mean, how if they had stayed it could have been worse. Always good to look to the future and not wallow in the past, but you know, sometimes its really hard. Thanks again ConcreteAngel, I'm glad you liked it:)

wow thats pretty awsome...

Posted: Sep 12, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks!

I know exactly how it feels to be scared at thinking that two people who were together for so long, could just seperate, after sooo many years and decide or find that they don't love eachother anymore. I can relate to the anger also. I was there too~ it doesn't mean things always end that way~ I had to figure that out on my own too. Be brave ;) This poem is a great outlet, props!
Very good last line~ties it all in nicely. ~rain

Posted: Sep 14, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you so much! I'm glad that you could relate to it, and I'll try. :) Thanks again!

___ woosh, this was awesome! I love how you did the fire thing... it was brilliant ^_^

Posted: Sep 16, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks! I thought you guys might like that:)

This is so awesome!!!!! your so good at writing!! Keep up the awesome work!!!

Posted: Sep 20, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks so much! I appreciate your nice comment:D

i know i'm late but i'm still gonna do this:
*gives zoe a million hugs*
i'm sorry about your parents :(
*more hugs* :)
the poem was drenching in emotion and i could feel the heartache. i love the match and fire metaphor. creative and powerful. great poem hon :)

Posted: Oct 26, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks Alice:) *hugs back just as hard* I need the hugs:) I'm trying to get some time alone with my dad so that I can get to know him on my own, so I hope that works. Thanks again Alice, I'm really glad you liked the metaphor and the poem:D

You are here and you are wonderful.The karma is gripping but you are the blessed harvest.Do not fear any love lost or gained.Flow on.

Posted: Nov 16, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you:)



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