Look Deep Into These Eyes

Look deep into these eyes,

Let me tell you what I see.

This is my daughter, my child

who usually emits a glow, but sometimes

you can get a glimpse of the pain she feels internally.

This picture was taken three years ago on her birthday.

I called her, we talked, but neither one of us had much to say.

I took it as her having an attitude

And she probably took it as me having the same.

I just got this picture today

Looking into her eyes,

Changed everything.

You see, she was my best friend who I took everywhere.

She was Daddy's little girl.

Then years and a divorce later

She was lead to believe that Daddy didn't care.

I had moved away

And all she knew was Daddy wasn't there.

So, when I look at this picture, and stare deep into those eyes...

I see a little girl who is becoming a woman

that wishes her Daddy was in her life.

~Flowriter(Sorry, I can't even finish)

I've Been Hurt!

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I’ve Been Hurt

It started out fine,
Together we would spend all of our time.
We became more than friends,
And then…
You started to blow my mind.


I’ll never forget the day the words came off of your lips.
All the promises, all the hopes and dreams…
Disappeared with an "I love you" & a goodnight kiss.
Now…

I can’t feel for the ones that love me.
I subconsciously keep myself from feeling.
Because of the damage that was done to me.
I’ve been hurt.

My friends, they all tell me to move on.
I spend so many nights and days…
Regretting the fact that you are gone.
I just want someone to love, someone of my own.
Now…

I can’t feel for the ones that love me.
I subconsciously keep myself from feeling.
Because of the damage that was done to me.
I’ve been hurt.
I’ve been hurt.

I thought to myself, that I found the perfect woman.
Only to realize, she wanted me for what I have,
Instead of who I am.
Again, I sit and pray wishing for all of this pain to go away.
Now, when women seem interested…
All I can say is…

I can’t feel for the ones that love me.
I subconsciously keep myself from feeling.
Because of the damage that was done to me.
I’ve been hurt.
I’ve been hurt.

~Flowriter

Kwansaba Poem

Lost my memory but still self intouch
Given away my heart, broken by lust
Done all that I can to sustain
forgive me and forgave, still no change
How easily I forget, the pain remains
Sullen feelings and a strong salty taste
Tear tracks show proof on my face.


~Flowriter