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Can you really decide your own fate?

I'll have to face this one alone
For I'm supposed to be a man
No more shorts, school ties and conkers
And my ma won't hold my hand
I lost some of my marbles
In more ways than one
Not just playing the game
But when they made me come undone

And I still recall that painful day
When as usual, I tried to run away
But this time I'd left it too late
So, bring on that feeling of dread
With the pain of a bike chain across my head
Whoever said you could decide your own fate?

Then someone else took something I loved
I loved with all of my heart
And after bleeding me dry
Laughed and watched me fall apart
Perhaps these grapes I taste are sour
And maybe I should live and let live
But they have stolen part of my soul
And for that I could never forgive

And I can't forget that painful day
When they took part of me away
And I will never get it back
I still get that feeling of dread
Often when all alone in bed
Now I will always live with that.
— Millage, Jan 20, 2010

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

Poem aside, my sweet

Poem aside, my sweet Millman, forgiving is the only way. It's the only way to cut the ties that bind you. The missing pieces of your soul will come together when you KNOW you deserve the best life has to offer even that the boys who beat you and the girls who robbed you would speak otherwise. Did you ever wonder what happened to them? In spite of all the pain, the black and blue, the being bled, you still know how to love, and you show your heart for all to see. Mr. Poet. Can they say as much, have they learned what you know? Love, Anna
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Millage

16 years 4 months ago

I thank you

Anna Ma. That nearly reduced me to tears. Your kindness knows no bounds. And for the record. They will not beat or rob me anymore! Thank you again for reading. Much love Millage x
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magics02

16 years 4 months ago

Heartfelt one here

Work through the pain, bury the sorrow for the sun rises again tomorrow Millage you have a way with words and I read your pains and feel your hurts, but guess what you got what it takes to write your poetic self and know I think it is grand young man. LOL Love Ms Mona
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Millage

16 years 4 months ago

With love...

....comes my many thanks once more Mona. Too kind, you really are. Much love Millage x