Dirty Diaper

Dirty Diaper

A Poem by Jason

Perkiset is a anchor, for the dangers

From the strangers of the angry and famous

I have heard you long before,

You are so angy with me, you feel you can't settle for more

The cash play has ruined your being, keep dreaming

For you are being, Dreamy and wiery, and the steamed crabs

Have gone cold,

I told you, that you should have stole, something cheap people eat

I know your trailer park self has never prepared

A expensive meal for a real peice of trash, Whom is grown enough to see

The world in a forged signature on a check for a million dollars that is a joke

Like the great white hoax, or the great white hope

With a dream and a rope, tied around my throat

As I am jumping to see how much rope burn kills my choke

What a world we live in, turning the key in the knob of this home

Among the river admist this trailer we condone

The same sadness we feel alone in the rooms of our minds

Blinded by the ruins of time as we struggle to keep our hearts on the prize

I am and have written a lie.  We are still blind, and time has left me behind

And it's laughing in my face as it has slapped the taste out of my mouth

All along, I am like a dead trout, decaying and full of odor

And the older I grow, I shall continue to grow colder in this struggled economy

With a brand new baby girl, without a new diaper who is following

She would love for a father that could provide, and little more then nine to five

And the proper negotiations to keep her alive

She may be the breath that keeps me moving forward

But lord, what good is that when she crys hungry in the morbid

Nightmares of the night time, in the lime light

With the right mind to find the right time to fight the blind moments

That hold hands within the deepest pits of my heart

Broke as f**k, I sit back and watch a situation rip my world apart

I fight back my tears, So she can't see the scars.

And I change another diaper, dirty and unworthy

With a blurry sense of understanding as to how much it's hurting

© 2009 Jason


Author's Note

Jason
I couldn't begin to explain. Ignore grammar, and spelling....my world in an unborn love....I just haven't gotten enough time to work on the music lately....but I love you Kylee Jade! My baby girl!!

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Such a emotional write here.
i like this it's really well written.
I like what you have expressed

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That was amazing...once again. You displayed so many emotions...

Posted 15 Years Ago


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We so want to give our children the world. The fact that you express these emotions is what parents feel from time to time. Amazing and captivating. Heart wrenching emotions drawn from deep down. Great piece.

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aw.. it was.. stirring. i had a lot of emotions throughout the entire thing.. sadness, hope, sympathy, and many more. nevertheless, it was amazing in the sense that it brought out such strong emotion. and, i love your daughters name.

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Jason
Jason

Across the potomac..., WV



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First off, let me introduce myself. My name is Jason, and I live in West Virginia. I am twenty seven years old and have been writing poetry, journals, diaries, and short stories since I was a very yo.. more..

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