Listen to the Sinner's Child

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yes, I'm still on my emergency vacation until Wednesday- then, i can comment on all of your poems that i like, and post some more- because I've been writing up a storm lately- but, most of the poems are so dark and cynical and depressing- the usual me. lol
okay, so, the sinner's child is me, and the sinner is my biological mother who had me at 17 and couldn't say the name of the father, and she was in foster care herself- but, that wasn't her fault. Please note: all of us are sinners! and, i hold no resentment towards my biological mother, i mean, she could've had an abortion *shrugs* This is sort of an autobiography of some of my life...in poem form lol

(this description was written on May 17, 2010 from http://www.wireclub.com/Forums/ViewTopic.aspx?ForumId=960016&ParentId=865217 from one of my old accounts and places where I'd post writing)

Submitted: January 21, 2011

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Listen To The Sinner's Child

Do not take pity world, when you see me fail,
Just hush your thoughts a while,
And listen to my sad, but true tale,
And listen to the sinner's child:

Life prolonged,
My death's sweet release,
Only to leave me wronged,
In the middle of no peace...

The demons inside,
Are running throughout my dreams,
All that's in my mind,
All my darkest cruelest scenes...

All my life,
Searcing for love,
But someone plunged the notion with a knife,
That i should feel anything aside from Above...

Do not take pity world, when you see me fail,
Just hush your thoughts a while,
And listen to my sad, but true tale,
And listen to the sinner's child:

I used to be younger,
Wild and free,
No haunted pasts, independent, and stronger,
I used to have ambitions and dreams...

I used to walk around,
Like i ruled the day,
And everyone knew what i was all about,
Knew that a mere child ahd the profoundest things to say...

Everyone said i'm going to be someone,
That i have so much potential,
And they left me when i wanted to be alone,
And lifted me up in times of need- making me feel so special...

Do not take take pity world, when you see me fail,
Just hush your thoughts a while,
And listen to my sad, but true to tale,
And lsiten to the sinner's child:

Before i was five,
life started to shape me,
Still, my light burned alive,
Through the best part of me...

Until my unintentional self-delusion broke down,
And i began to cry, feeling misplaced,
And i began to look around,
And i did not recognize a single face...

Who exactly were these people that had raised me?
Why are, now, people betraying my heart?
And i finally opened my eyes, and what did i see?
A chain of lies, rising from Hell to the skies, that tore all Heaven apart...

What a crude awakening!
As i stumbled, and i fell many times,
All leading to my own strengthening,
Only to make me weak at the next crime...

(But) Do not take pity world, when you see me fail,
Just hush your thooghts a while,
And listen to my sad, but true tale,
And listen...
To the sinner's child.

This was written in April, by the way. Right after "Father, I Trust you".

-VK


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