Hurt

Hurt

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Poem by Joseph Porter

A life started so pure, then my cause went astray,
Found innocence gone, with each punch I was gave,
Parents talk of their love, given solely and free,
Then why the abuse, given only to me.

I loved and I cared, for you two as the one,
Did it help you in life, to beat down on your son,
Did you think with the pain, that you gave to this kid,
That your own life of pain, you would finally be rid.

Well it didn't work out, I hope this you can see,
And I'm lost and I'm scared, dad you did this to me,
And I want you to know, this stands full in my life,
That I'll never be you, with my kid's and my wife.

----Joseph Porter

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