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August 10, 2005

Bill

Hey Ya'll

I know that i said i would try not to bore you and i know this is my business website but from time to time i'd like to share a part of me that alot of folks don't get to see, so i think if you can stay awake long enough, you might enjoy this. drop me a line and let me know what you think. PPPPPPPPPPPeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaacccceeeeeeeee Out!

3rd Entry:

Bill

There once was a man named Bill
who must've been mentally ill
because the slap on my face
at the tender age of eight
feel, i can still
you could draw an outline of his hand print
on my right cheek
his anger unprovoked
was at it's peak
caused by the giggle of a child
started planning how to wiggle out of this life
that seemed not to want me
obviously the memory of that time still haunts me
recently saw him at the family reunion
which only caused me more confusion
since he wasn't family or anything of the such
he wasn't even much of much
felt my fist begin to bawl
thought he had alot of gall to be there
should've made him disappear long ago
now my hand is bigger
want to let him know how it feels
it's funny how a memory can trigger this kind of anger
and in turn, make you ill
i've spoke of it many times
but still have not healed
i have to find a way to rid this memory of Bill
or pass it on to my not yet born son
which means i would never forgive myself
and Bill would still have won.

Posted by Briian Dargon at August 10, 2005 01:31 AM

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