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Why?

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I will not cry for you.
I will not beg for you.
I am tired of you.
I am sick of you.

You always poke into unhealed wounds, letting diseases fester.
Drip, drip, drip the agonizing pain, relishing in it...
You don't care, do you?
To you, I am merely a toy.
You position my body,
You tell me what to do, what to say, everything to control me.
You don't care, do you?

Unravel me.
Undress me.
Break me.
Destroy me.

Ignoring it doesn't work.
Covering it doesn't work.
Thinking it'll go away doesn't work.

So, then, what will?
What will you do?
What will I do?

Do you want to push me away?
Do you want me to hate you?
Do you want me to ostracize myself from you?
If you do, then it's already happening.

I can't keep on going through this.
I can't keep on listening to this.
I can't keep on living like this.

With what strength I have in my broken, torn wings
I ask you.

Why?

I am your daughter.
I am the person who has gone to bat for you.
I am the person who covered your gambling problem up.
I am the one who has listened to you rant up and down.

Don't break me.
Or you'll lose me forever.
Written after my experience today with my mom. I find poetry to be therapeutic and a release to help me deal with the stresses of my life.
© 2010 - 2024 infinite-progression
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dead-adventure's avatar
:( i have the same shit with my mom, you're not alone dear :hug:

yeah, poetry is an amazing way of clearing off such thoughts x3 i should know, i have 100 of them hid in my room somewhere xDDD

i hope it works the best of you in the end, nobody should get stepped down on