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Via Delong Poem
I remember
I remember the way you held me.
And your intoxicating smell.
I remember the way you kissed me.
And the voice that came from your mouth.
I remember the times of silence
When we sat, hand in hand.
I remember the first time
That time you said you loved me.
But I also remember the chaos.
The tears I shed over you.
I remember the time you touched me
And I told you not to.
I remember your hand on my throat
Gripping so I could barely breathe.
I remember the panic
The panic that was in me.
I remember the way you “loved” me.
The good and the bad too.
I remember the promise I made
I will never forget the pain
And I will never go back to you.
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Via Delong Poem
So much pressure weighs
on the shoulders
of the oldest child.
She tries to hold it
but can’t grip on
and it all falls apart.
The life she wields
No longer can deal
With all the pressure
Of a family of five.
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Via Delong Poem
Violence, a physical behavior intended to hurt someone.
Violence, the strike from his hand to her face.
Violence, the screamed threats as she cries.
I try not to panic.
Violence, was it intentional or did he just lash out?
Violence, is his word true beyond a doubt?
Violence, he tells us that he’s sorry.
I try to believe it.
Violence, the unlawful act of intimidation by exhibition.
Violence, the controller smashing into the TV.
Violence, an infant crying amidst the chaos.
I try to keep him calm.
Violence, she says that he loves us.
Violence, she claims he won’t hurt us.
Violence, I tell her she’s in denial.
She shuts me out.
Violence, strength of an emotion.
Violence, her screech at him to get out.
Violence, the slam of the door at his palm.
He leaves for hours.
Violence, her pleads over the phone to him.
Violence, his willingness to come back.
Violence, we never get to leave.
I tried to stay.
I tried to keep her safe.
I tried to break the violence.
But it is stronger than you think.
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Via Delong Poem
We walked the mall,
Hand-in-hand.
Your skin warm,
Like a summer night,
As it touched my cold shoulder.
You wrapped your hands around my waist,
In a backwards hug.
Your head brushed my chilling skin,
As you whispered in my ear.
I convinced you to giddy things,
Pleasing my inner child.
I skipped and pulled you along,
Headed to Build-A-Bear.
You looked at me,
Just like you would a kid.
You kissed my forehead,
And made me laugh.
Then we went to get drinks.
I bought us both smoothies.
I was childish yet again,
Blowing my paper straw at you.
It hit your arm,
Skewed away,
And on and on it flew.
I covered my giggle and leaned over,
Trying not to seem rude.
It hit the floor,
As if it were a feather.
A lady glared at us,
And yelled something crude.
I simply laughed.
But you got mad,
Thinking very brood.
I grasped your arm,
Trying to interrupt,
As you pulled away.
But on you go,
So I switched to plan B.
I pulled you over,
Looked in your eyes,
And simply kissed you.
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Via Delong Poem
I’m sorry.
That you are suffering.
That you are misunderstood.
That you aren’t shown the love you should.
I’m sorry.
For not noticing.
For not hearing you.
For not seeing your struggle.
I’m sorry
For listening
Only to turn around
And tell someone else.
I’m sorry.
For not being very helpful.
For my selfishness.
For making this about myself.
I’m sorry.
For letting it get this far.
For watching you get worse.
For not reaching out.
But I’m not sorry.
For getting you help.
For slipping your secrets out.
For telling someone who can aid you.
I’m not sorry.
For caring.
For loving.
For being there.
I won’t apologize for that.
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Via Delong Poem
You found me.
Sharp and messy like broken glass,
Thrown too many times.
But quickly, you secured me,
Made me bubbly once more.
Instead of crying, I laughed…
I smiled.
A gear shifted inside me.
Suddenly, life was all about you,
Never leaving my mind.
I was always happy with you.
Even when I was down,
“Baby, it’s alright.”
Up and up I went.
A high, intoxicated feeling.
But not one filled with rage,
Rather warm, melting love.
Love…
An emotion I thought was stupid.
Just a word.
It meant nothing to me.
But now,
Love is you and I.
Love means everything to me.
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Via Delong Poem
I just want to be loved,
I want to love someone.
I want to have that 1-in-a-million love.
To be loved unconditionally,
Two sided love.
I want to dance in the rain.
To cuddle and watch movies,
Kiss each other on the forehead.
Look at each other and know,
Know that it’s real.
Know that I’m yours.
I want to go on picnics,
And match on Halloween.
You are part of the family.
I want you to come over,
Bond with my siblings.
My hand fitting in yours,
Just right.
Asking my parents for a curfew.
Late night drives,
Feeling the euphoria together.
I want you.
I want us.
I want love.
Real love.
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