i made pancakes

skpearl

all I ever wanted was to be free

but for some unknown for me reason

my body ached when I got out 

and I know I don't want to come back 

but something makes me so tied to them

even the most harmful words 

and toughest fights 

didn't cut the cords 

 

I sit in the kitchen 

in a house that's not mine 

trying to remember why I miss

home that was so cruel

that I never wanted to call it home

why does it feel wrong to have my own pan?

I don't want it 

I want the crusty one 

that my mum kept since xv century

I always wanted to have my own room

I have one now and its so empty

 

what is wrong with me 

do I miss the screaming 

or the fear to fall asleep

maybe it became a part of me 

that I can't escape 

I still hear muffled sobs 

that were making me shiver 

that had made me believe 

nobody else cries for real

except her 

maybe I made mistake 

trying to find peace 

maybe I should go back

since I haven't found it anyway 

I'm spiralling while pancakes burn

and I don't want to go back 

why do they still make me hold my breath

  • Author: skpearl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2023 16:29
  • Category: Family
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  • Ok Waleed

    Why would I eat your pancakes when we can go to IHOP !

    • skpearl

      not bad idea since theyre burned

      • Ok Waleed

        Hold on now I love me the crispy edges

      • alexis-isntalwayshere

        This was so beautifully wrote. I have the greatest sympathy for the pain behind this poem.
        Best Wishes

        • skpearl

          Thank you, it means a lot ❤



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