From myself
But worse my mum
We are like bread and toaster
She heats and i … blacken
Out of context we are unhappy
Not your normal
Family
Mum and daughter should be kind should be fair
Should be tolerant should be … sweet
But we are vinegar put on a wound
Or salt on the gash
Of transferring this madness into my own
I hate who I am
Who I’ve become
I know I could be better kinder
That I could let all the pain STOP at the level of us
And not continue
For at least I owe the fact that this pain started recently
Not when I was 5
So poor faith
Having to deal with this
I feel like I’m in a nightmare
Shouting
Defensiveness
Explosion of eyes
Anger
Anger
Sharpness
Unwillingness to be nice
Unwillingness to be loving
Answers always swift
Answers always mean
There are no answers
It’s always gone
And I feel hurt
Really sad
That this would be us
No us
Just memories
And a future filled with fights
But hey …
I have the power to not m participate
Yes
I
Do
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