I’ve had enough – can’t face today
All their shit is thrown my way
Whatever I say or do ain’t right
Guess I'll have more bruises tonight
I watch them glare through raging eyes
They contradict and patronise
And make me feel I don’t belong
A worthless piece of human scum
Threatened by an angry fist
So many reasons on their list
Everyday they shout and moan
Don't need this crap - I gotta go
Accused with lies no alibi's
Inflicting pain to justify
I lie awake with no one to tell
They call it home - I call it hell
To hang on to my sanity
I’ll dream of what perhaps may be
And find a quiet lonely place
Imagine that it’s my own space
Won’t die on my feet – can’t live on my knees
Just walk the streets with no one to please
No goodbyes – just walk away
Perhaps survive another day
Stay out of sight – won’t lose my mind
Go out and see what I can find
I'm on the run – don’t wanna fight
Just wanna feel warm and safe tonight
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Author:
Andy Hunter (
Offline) - Published: June 3rd, 2021 09:05
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a true story about a young man I once knew many years ago.
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
Sorry Andy – I’m not too keen on buying “a young man I once knew”. Your family of origin was a dysfunctional bunch of shits by the sound of it.
What happened then? You left and eventually found a safe environment – evidenced by your presence here. How did you do it? Since I find your work easy and satisfying to read…
Seems I’m always making requests – just ignore me.
Thanks Dave 😁
Inspiration is always based on some fiction and some fact.
May that warmth and safety now be always with him.
Andy
Thanks Andy 😁. I have now read many of your poems and am in awe of your writing. Always appreciate your feedback.
you can sure write to a pulsating beat
wonderful flow
thanks for sharing
Thanks 👍 As always I really appreciate your valued feedback.
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