I know it’s common, and often said, that everyone has a past
But mine hurts me indefinitely, and hope is lost at last
A girl who’s abused and kicked around in many different ways
A child lost, a heart confused, a wish of end of days
A family torn, my heart adorned by trauma left behind
My mental health, my brokenness, is easily defined
My feelings rejected, a child neglected, but replacements were often served
Still, the pain I feel inside could never be reversed
I try and try, to make it work; but, my efforts fall in vein
I’m tired now, my mind is sore, my thoughts I can’t detain
The hope and will all dissipated; as, the end just never came
My heart’s content, my happiness, has all gone down the drain
I never asked for any of this, or to ever be forgiven
For the karma I am paying for, and whatever has been written
I tried my best, but even that, was never good enough
To try to talk, to please, to walk, to breathe, is just as rough
My mind is gone, my pain a song, but my life will soon be free
My pain, my fears, my blood, my tears, a distant memory
A girl abused from head to toe, with a mind that can’t forget
Her shine is gone, her life a joke, that only left regret
Mommy, daddy, brothers, sissy, will join me in my sleep
I’ll have the life I always wanted, but could never keep
The scars, the sorrow, the damage, tomorrow, will all be washed away
Her smile, her laugh, her jokes, her craft, will be the only things to stay
- Author: M. Houraney (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 17th, 2022 10:57
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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