Scarred Tongue
A poem for when you are forced to keep your mouth shut, despite all the hateful words you want to say, or the aggressive actions you want to take. At the end of it all, you've made peace with the idea that karma will have its way.
Surrounded by Chaos, yet Forced to keep Calm.
Hating everything and everybody, but Forced to Deal with it.
Nights like this where I wish Someone would Come and Rescue me.
An Endless Loop of Hatred and Disgust.
There's Nothing Worse than being in a Situation that you can't Escape.
No matter how Badly you wish it was Different;
Always Wishing and Hoping for better;
Always having to Face the Sad Reality.
So many times I've wanted to Grab a Fistful of your Hair and Slam your Face against the Wall.
So many times I've wanted to Rip out your Tongue so I wouldn't have to Bite mine.
So many times I wished You wouldn't come Home.
I wouldn't miss You one bit, and I would mourn You much Less.
So many Times I've wanted to Confront You.
But I chose to bite my tongue out of Respect—for Myself, not You.
Because I know Better than to act on Impulse.
And my Respect is Earned, not Gifted.
If I didn't know any Better, I would be just like You.
Hypocritical, Petty, Indifferent,
Irresponsible, Disrespectful, Arrogant.
I don't need You wasting my Time, but look Who has no other Choice.
I've had to Bite my Tongue for so Long—Sadly.
I've lost the Feeling and the Numbness has Set in.
So many Impressions left from all the Times I've wanted to Lash out.
I’ve Restrained Myself for the Greater Good.
I'm Tired of this. I'm Tired of You.
I would much rather Live in a Cardboard Box under a Bridge
Than to have to Walk into this House another day.
I could just about Spit with Disgust at your Sight.
Every Bite Mark is a Secret I won't Share.
I'll take them all to my Grave out of Pity for You and Pride for Myself.
The Words I want to say aren't Worth the Air I let You Breathe.
Enjoy your Ignorance while You still can, Darling.
I Refuse to be like You. Such a Relief.
And Now I can Breathe again.
Although the Scars will remain Forever,
You are the Lesson I’m Glad to have Learned.
About the Creator
Wendy Knight
25 years old. Wife. Mom. Old Soul in a Young Body. I use my writings, reflections, and poems to cope with life when it becomes overwhelming. Sometimes written word is better at expressing emotion than spoken word.
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You Are Good Enough
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By Wendy Knight7 years ago in Motivation
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