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A poem written by a young friend of mine, abused in a household suffocated by her mother. |
I’m not tired because of social media I’m not tired because of work or school I’m not tired because of hormones I’m tired of you You and your restrictions Your words that bind me to the very ground that you wished for me to get up from You tell me to flap my wings and fly But you never took the time to notice the nails and chains you used to put me in place Every word you say makes them heavier and hurt more than the last time Every time I try to take off or pull out those restraints you always add more You pour salt on the open wounds then add a new one Every time I try to heal myself you always come back and make sure that those wounds never heal Leaving me fresh with the pain and agony of your very words that do this to me Those words that make me forget who I am Those words that make me into something that I am not This something that I will never be able to be You You want me to be like you A person who is hated for a truthful tongue A person who was hated by their own family A person who wanted to give me a chance to be different A chance for me to not have those things that happened to you to never happen to me You have done all of that but you still never realized what you have done to me You are the reason why I can’t be Myself You are the reason why I hate Myself You are the reason why I want to kill Myself You think that the reason why I am like this is because of The people I am around Or Social media But the real reason why I am like this is because of You Even if I told you all of this You will use these words against me Then threaten to put me in a mental hospital I can’t even tell the people around me about this Because if I did no one would care No one would care I'm just stuck in a loop of never ending pain, suffering, and the silent screams for help Yet you still don’t care about it You The one who started my existence The one who conceived me My one and only MOTHER |