When I was young believe it or not I was a prodigy
I was oblivious thinking I had my whole life ahead of me
But then I grew up and had formed my own ideas and views
They didn't like it, nobody likes it when they loose
I went to school seeing that everyone was loved and I wasn't
That's when I knew envy ,the greatest sin, knowing damn well I shouldn't
I went to school with a bruised face hoping to be saved but instead I got made fun of they said "I bet u got that cz u misbehaved"
That's when I knew monsters r the cinderellas that remained enslaved
I had to stand tall and brave
I had to brace myself knowing damn well I was digging my own grave
Cz I had to protect whom I held dear to my hear
Even if they failed me from the very start
I reached out for a hand
when I escaped while I was still able to stand
They took me back to my living hell
And don't tell me they didn't know cz they could tell
THEY KNEW .. they knew they just chose to let it slip
Bare feet , teary eyes and a bruised lip
THEY KNEW THEY JUST CHOSE TO LET IT SLIP
that's when I lost all faith in humanity I accepted my reality and it's brutality
That's why I hurt ppl now
I hurt ppl so that they experience what I had to feel
To experience the scars that I now have to mask as they cannot heal
I hurt my self now
I hurt myself hoping that this temporary pain would distract me from my bleeding scars
I bottle up my feelings and hide them in jars
Monsters r made not born
U don't step on a rose and not expect it to stab u by its thorn.
- Author: kenough ( Offline)
- Published: August 6th, 2023 08:13
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem for every scared child who was abused Cz abuse leaves scars Even when we're 100 yrs old
- Category: Family
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