origami

you made me origami that you’d fold to your liking…but if I didn’t bend the right way, you would crumble me.

i tried being beauty but you stripped who I was.

i was made beautifully but then felt redesigned to something shameful.

all i had was my puppet bones and painted skin left remaining.

i could no longer guard that private part I tried protecting.

you stormed into my heart and left me breaking in silence.

i was just a pawn you’d only place for your benefit.

your grip on my heart is so strong.

there’s parts of my mental cracked and my body is numb.

i am speechless.

I’m speechless.

well i wanna scream sometimes, but you just left me silent in the dark.

and i wanna fight sometimes, but you took away all my strength.

and i wanna close my eyes, but you took the blindfold of love from my innocent eyes.

i was blinded by love only to see a craft you made and fitted for me for your cruel admiration.

i was your origami.

we both wore a mask and played pretend.

you were the “source of happiness,” and i was the “perfect comforting” for you but really you were the narcissist who iced each of my layers for it to just crack and break into a million pieces.

and i try so hard to take back control but that’s impossible when you tore the core of me.

so much of me robbed from you once.

and me was the origami that you’d fold.

we play tug-a-war for this fragile piece of me that you want so bad to bruise.

i just wanna be set free.

what is wrong with me?

what is left of me?

i just feel filled with baggage.

i feel like a piece of paper with wrinkles all over.

how can i heal?

master of abuse and control, what did you do to me because i don’t know!

did you know i was a person too, I’m not a doll.

I’m not origami.

but you made me origami that you folded to your liking, and if i didn’t bend you’d try crumbling.

I only got my puppet bones and painted skin left…I’m reckless.

But I wanna scream sometimes…

And I wanna fight sometimes…

And I wanna close my eyes…

and i wanna cry sometimes.

i see the craft you made, for me really for you.

your cruel admiration.

I was your origami.