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Just Words
by Ken Connelly

Tuesday, January 16, 2007
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Looking back on the tears I was taken and what went through my head in one particular moment in time. Just one moment in time.


Just Words.


I turn inside myself, aching every inch.

I donít know why God hates me? 

Do I really give a shit?

He left me in this hole with half of me outside.

My Father is going crazy, dare I wonder why.

My sister is in the bathroom.

Slapping black makeup on her face.

I have Ozzy in my ears drowning out the pain.

My brother plays with He-man.

Papa holds him on his lap.

Dad is now my Mommy.

Devils flew us from her sight.

Masquerading as angelís holding large flashlights.

Inside my head there is a world,

No one knows about.

I go there very often. 

Thatís where I scream aloud.

Father is going crazy, dare I wonder why.

My Mother knew it when I was a baby.

Kept it to herself.

He held that knife so closely.

Scaring little feet that seen them.

When they thought no one was around.

It is no doubt inside me.

He really is insane.

He shows his love so blindly.

I better do the same.







Just Words. The inner voice of memory
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Reviewed by Lois Christensen 5/8/2008
Interesting write, but I don't know how to take it. Literally or truely.
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu 1/17/2007
Sad sad write my poet friend,
Thanks for sharing,
God Bless,

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