The Generational Curse

mtrotter1

Our love could never be paired by fate

I am forever in your debt

The sun is a radiation of still pride

I may have made it vain

The surrealness of a crueler life

Has bonded me into shame

Now the rose dares speak

Against the living and the weak

How far have we gone to bestow

The enviest of the years?

Oh shame, oh shame and its name

Is it all fair gain?

Have I taught myself a lesson,

Or is life really an insult masterpiece?

To whom this may concern...

To hell with all the dirty dishes

And the walls need painting

And the cats need to hide in despair

For the mountain is no longer limited

For I see hell everywhere

The vast and glorious treason

Is not as brilliant as it seems

And to my fellow friends and co-workers

May you fall apart at the seams

For your families aren't perfect neither

For the spell radiates itself

And time after time after time

The vintage swells

And the old remains...

For the deep dark secrets

Of grandma and grandpa

Have ruined this family for good.

Oh where is my teddy bear,

And where are my old toys?

Are they trapped in the closet

Like everything else?

I beg to ponder upon my days

For this generational curse is killing me. 

 

 

  • Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 4th, 2023 17:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: To break the generational curse would be the greatest freedom of all...a lot of us come from dysfunctional families, deep heartache, being left in the dark, dark family secrets, and so much more that is wildly devastating. To be honest, I am happy that I distanced myself from my family. Yes this is the holiday season, and sometimes I feel sad and lonely, but I am glad I have set some boundaries. It is so hard to think that my own family doesn't care about me, nor support my dreams and goals. Even my greatest achievements. So I wrote this poem to all my so called friends who I considered to be family as well, even some of these evil co-workers. I thought I could trust these people, but I was completely wrong. But truly, I wish everyone who is feeling some type of grief and heartache, I wish you all well, and I hope you find your joy. It's hard to find joy in such an unforgiving world, but once you find it, it is golden.
  • Category: Family
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  • Positive Girl

    Your poem is well written. All I can say is I can relate to so much of it. Thank You

    • mtrotter1

      You're welcome. And thank you so much for reading my poem.



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