RSTL: You're a priest hearing confessionals...

Confessions


Ive witnessed Various Problems throughout my Working Years,
From Abused wives & broken Homes, to Grown men Jerking Tears.
it Hurts My Ears to hear it knowing there's no way i Can Suffice,
but to listen to each of their problems & then Give My Advice.
i'd Lived This Life some time now .. aguny aunt to These Bland Folk,
when Suddenly a Teenage Girl sat opposite Me And Spoke:
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"... about two months back .. i got drunk with some Other Kids,
had sex with this one guy, my first time, and the Rubber Split
so now im Stuck With a Kid, and faced with two Options
whether to keep my child .. or to put it up for Adoption.
Lost In a Wave of emotions .. dont know which way to Turn An,
the father dont wanna know, and im too scared to Tell My Parents.
i Swear Its the worst ive felt, i just needed to Vent Some Questions
cause i was feeling Stuck in the Middle with no Sense Of Direction
i Learnt The Lesson the hard way .. single Mother At Sixteen
like intercourse would make me 'Grown Up' .. What Was I thinking?!
i Wish Things could of been different. i mean .. anything But This
why'd it have to happen to me? Ive always been a Good Kid
But i Wanted to voice my fears .. my concerns on Life's Drama,
i needed a shoulder to cry on .. thank you for your Time, Father .."
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she Rose From The Seat
left the church w. no more than a Mere Gesture,
I was En-vogued To See
such an innocent girl fallen victim to Peer Pressure
the Years Treasured in her Young Youth, now Un-true and lost,
but i held that thought, as a gentlemen entered the confession box
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" .. Home Life's become a Thrown Fight, im Glad im not There
see after sixteen years of marriage .. ive now Had an Affair.
Yet im too Dispareged to Care, the love's gone - and we Knew It
we only share the same house, because of our Two Kids.
They dont even speak to us now, which Hurts Me To Stomach
because our Family Values .. Ammount to Virtually Nothing.
with Luck, Things will work out .. i'll leave this Joke Alone
& quit considering Stabbing Myself with this Broken home
and i hope my children forgive me .. for sleeping in Other Arms,
but me & their Mother were finished before i found this Lovers Charm
And what i wanted to say is: im no longer Speaking Under my Breath
Living At Home is Killing Me .. and Leaving is For the Best .."
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He was Clearly Upset .. but who knows, Maybe He's Right
and this Mistress of His really IS the Lady His Life's,
been Chasing To Find. At that, the church doors opened again
and inside the confession box, a woman began speaking
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" ... I've no idea what went wrong, or how to Start The Story
but the last month, my husbands been acting Violent Towards Me
He's also been drinking heavily .. & ive completly Lost The Plot,
its like Our Marriage is How He Likes His Shots .. On The Rocks
and its Tearing Us Apart .. the Thought makes me Feel Putrid
Never imagined our kids father Figure would come Battery Included
so now im Feeling Useless, my face all Blacked and Bruised
the Results of Last Time my husband Drank a Few, Cans of Brew
Ive no idea What To Do .. yes he's violent and Left Me Scarred
but He's still the man i married .. out of love .. till Death Do Us Part"
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Now what i didnt tell you, was that each of these Share A Bond
i Guess If your a Pessimist, you Could call this a Relative Wrong
The pregnant teenager, aduterous husband and Beaten Wife
I take it you noticed their other 'child' was Missing, Right?
Not exactly. See this is based on a 'close to my Heart' Theme
The characters here, my family. The child in the Dark, Me.
Never noticed. Just expected to pull and help Reel the Line
but if Im dealing with all Their Problems,

then Who's gonna help Me Deal with Mine?


I'm NOT a Walking Confession Box .. Damn ..

Originally posted by Camarac delete this and i'll kill you .. i'll get links tommorow .. im off out to get pissed .. its Det's 18th b.day .. so yeah .. leave this open till tommorow