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Nina Finney Poem
ive been sitting here
for quite some time
my eyes fixed
in an entranced stare.
these pictures are permanent
behind my eyelids.
yet here i sit
gripping the very pictures
i long to burn in anger.
i remanisce slowly
at how we were...
'us'
torturing myself
i know i am.
but this is not
merely being hurt
nor lonely.
this is wholehearted
loving
with no return
or replenishing supply.
so here i sit
for quite some time
waiting for my vision to unblur.
for it is quite difficult
to see clearly
when the tears are flowing.
flowing... flowing...
on the very same memories.
distorting the view
clouding the image
washing away
the very thing i hold dear.
running down
following the twisted path
of the scar tissue
that has formed
and hardened
my heart.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2008
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Nina Finney Poem
A funny thing
Love is.
It's more than
a roller coaster.
It's more than
a journey.
Love is the deciding factor.
Of life.
Of the future.
Of me.
Of you.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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Nina Finney Poem
lie
cheat
fool
kill.
put down
push back
turn the other way.
tear down beyond repair
step on anyone and everyone.
unintentionally i became you.
the personification of everything i hate.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2008
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Nina Finney Poem
I'm outside looking in,
Through a window sealed and barred.
I watch as you're mistaken;
As your conscience becomes callous, marred.
Hitting. Pounding.
I tire myself trying to warn.
Screaming. Shouting.
This situation is so forlorn.
I watch you go.
Their life, you choose to pursue.
Inching closer to death row,
You acquire bad habits - more than a few.
The reality of reality settles in -
You're caught on their hook.
It pierces like a pin...
In utter disgrace and horrified pain, down I look.
On the ground lies a mirror.
Momentarily, I forget your sin.
Although broken, it's picture couldn't have been clearer.
That's when the SELF examination was destined to begin.
The bloodshot eyes.
The battered hands.
Refusal from a stubborn voice.
These are the things I noticed foremost.
As I look harder,
The pieces come together; My vision becomes clear.
I see I was YOUR martyr.
It was FOR you I lived in fear.
It's time I pronounce my creed.
Stop neglecting my needs.
To bandage these hands.
To indulge in RIGHTEOUS greed.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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Nina Finney Poem
I love the way you never make sense
I love how you're always so tense.
I love the way your actions you excuse
I love how your loved ones are the ones you abuse.
I love the way your so damn fake
I love how in your life, I can't partake.
I love the way you lie to me
I love how the center of attention you always must be.
I love the way you walk away
I love how you don't listen when we ask you to stay.
I love the way you give me that blank stare
I love the fact that you just don't care.
You may call me crazy
You may call me a fool.
Say what you want to say.
For in my world
It's opposite day.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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I hate you
cant stand you
I never want to talk to you again.
I'm over you
I'll never fall for this again
you took a knife to my heart.
why cant i stop?
why can't i let go?
this I'll never understand.
still i stare
still i dream
that You were here again.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2008
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Nina Finney Poem
How can you think,
im not giving my all?
How can you say
I dont try?
How is it
that you sleep
when you turn out the lights?
To me,
they're family.
To you,
they're just there...
I ask,
for a reason.
All i get::
'I'm the dad,
you're the kid,
and I decide.'
You say
you know all things.
This may be true,
but
You dont know
All people
Including me.
Can't you let me
live my life?
Let me laugh.
Let me learn.
And...
A few tears
may fall.
That's inevitable.
But they'll fall.
And they'll land.
In a familiar place:
Into the river.
Under the bridge.
That separates me from you.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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Nina Finney Poem
I've finally hit the bottom
The only way to look is up
God give me courage
Give me strength.
I can't find the will
To sit up, let alone stand
I close my eyes and pray
To find a way to carry on.
I open my eyes and see you there
You're holding out your hand.
You help me up, dust me off
Tell me I can do it.
I've made the right choice.
So I'm standing my ground
Thru wind, rain, and stones.
Every bone, every muscle
will be bruised and broken.
But I'll know
I stayed true to you.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2010
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Nina Finney Poem
How can you be so blind?
How can you be so dumb?
Not even care?
Become so numb?
Numb to our feelings,
Numb to our heart,
Numb to our pain,
Numb to our family being torn apart?
Family was once
A word that was known
For the comfort it brought-
Being a safety zone.
But now as I cringe,
I walk through the front door
To find that definition
Applies no more.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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Nina Finney Poem
Love-
Holds the key to the heart.
That key can open one door.
Or shut one forever.
Copyright © Nina Finney | Year Posted 2009
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