Mother
I say no for all the times I could
I rebel for all the times I couldn't
I speak up and harshly for all the times i had to hold my tongue and choke down your rage
I silence myself for all the times i felt forced to speak
I reach out my hand for all the times I felt you pull away
I stay here, like this
In a vicious cycle
A tormenting loop
And all this time my dreams were the glue
The glue that held me together
The promise of a different world
A different sight
Where I would no longer have to feel your slight
A peaceful tomorrow
A better beginning
But how could i ask for better than this
It's not like I'm lacking in anything
wanting for everything
I have a roof over my head
Clothes on my back
A promising future
A place to call home
So why? Why this emptiness
Why this longing for more?
Perhaps I'm still healing from the time you called me a whore
I want to be closer to you
But you've encased your heart in barbwire it seems
I get hurt every time I try
I'm in such bad shape. I might not make it out intact a second thousandth time
They say time heals all wounds but
THIS etched in my mind
Perhaps these tiny little things
Are why I struggle to find
A part of me that feels any desire to stay here any longer
By your side
Your scorching presence
our love wasn't enough
A son and a daughter can only do so much
for one who won't do for themselves
Because alas
You can only hope that your parents are not who you become
About the Creator
Amanda
Angst? Just an esoteric soul wrapped up in 21st-century BS hoping one day it'll make sense where I fit into all of it; one day I'll see the light at the end of the tunnel. For now... I write because if I spoke, the words might be lost

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