Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 4,729 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

What Have I Done! - Poem by Mark Heathcote

What have I done!
Dear god I don’t belong,
Disowned since I was young,
Dear god, what have I done!

I broke my arm, when I was young.
And you told me mom if it wasn’t broken
You’d break it yourself…
For me, for taking time off, work.

You even made me pay my rent
Even when I wasn’t at home
I was in a hospital, pent-
House; waiting for a visit.

You brought me apples and cigs,
Kept tabs, on all your expenses
In your new clothes,
Bought by him my new father
Jealously, deranged…

Oh what have I done!
Dear mom I don’t belong,
Disowned since I was young,
Dear god, what have I done!

My heart is, bleeding…
But at least I’ve got something saved.
Guess I’ll take that city train
And drink till I forget my name.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 23, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014


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