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Best Poems Written by Holly Barden

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Mommy Dearest....

The times have changed, so have we.
The things of our past, you refuse to see.

        You never was there, you stayed busy all the time.
You caused so much pain, never being by my side.

       You were there for the others, I guess I was the outcast.
Saying, "You're your daddy's daughter,"  in the words of our past.

      You never tried to help me, in my days of need.
And yet you wondered why I felt you were rejecting me.

       Your house is not the same, I don't feel right being there.
All I feel is the pain, and the times you didn't care.

       Let me take that back, you never have and never will.
Have you ever wondered, the cause of me over dosing on those pills?

       Can you give me a reason for all the times you made me cry?
Or even the slightest of  an excuse, for all the times I tried to die.

       All that, I can accept, but yet your doing it once more.
You put a man be for your daughters and chose to shut the door.

        Tell me is it a man whose abusive, who downs them all the time.
Is he worth all the hours, that he made your children cry.

        All their tears, you refuse to see, so you sit there smoking dope.
Your the reason why it's so hard for them to cope.

       You never came over, just to visit, or even say hi.
The only time you ever hugged me, was on the passing by.

       So, now don't try to be the mother you never tried to be.
I no longer care, therefor your dead to me.

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Madness

Madness:  A desire of all power.
That will tear out the heart of a lonely coward.

Wishing, forever wishing for all death.
With an impetuous soul of gleaming red.

Eyes of black, a heart cased in stone.
The vengeful hatred of a man left alone.

A terror that will make your skin pure white.
Beware young children of the madness in the night.

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City Blues

Rain pouring down on this city of the souls.
People going frantic, walking on the go.

Cool-Cats playing, while poets got their groove.
Nervous politicians, always on the move.

Children in gangs, tears in their blood.
Armed with knives, carrying automatic guns.

Damned souls they are, they don't know what to do.
They finally given up, they have nothing left to prove.

Graffiti on the walls, graffiti on the HEARTS.
Drugs on the streets, hell in the parks.

This is just the facts, this is just the news.
How can you survive, alone, with city blues?

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Shadowed Personality

I walk into class, everyone just stares.
All I hear is murmurs, like I really care.

Different kinds of attitudes, an act is what I play.
All they see is this girl, with a smirk upon her face.

Guys want the hook up, while boys want to play.
What's a girl to do, What's a girl to say?

What's a girl to do when she needs to turn the page? 
She's growing up so fast, that she's older than her age.

There's intensity upon this page, the secrets are so deep.
The torment she would receive keeps her from her sleep.

If I were to talk how would I survive?
How would I word the things I hold inside?

There's a secret love I hold that no one can see.
Like no one can see past this shadowed personality!

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Pain Struck

The winter hours have come, the pain is no more.
My father's going frantic, searching door to door.

The angel he once had, he can't see to find.
With my bottled-up emotions, I'll run away to hide.

The farther away I go, the more my pain will cease.
My adrenaline is flowing, my heartbeat has increased.

The air is getting thick, the light is getting dim.'
My father is getting worried, the future's looking grim.

There's blood upon the snow, the cut is really deep.
I can't keep on walking, all my body wants is sleep.

There's tears upon my casket, and a prayer upon my soul.
"Lord, if it wasn't for her mother, she would have never lost control."