Sometimes I go against the things you taught me just out of spite.
To know somewhere maybe you feel me finally rebelling you and your stupid strict and controlling rules.
Even if it hurts me in the end.
Such as turning my steering wheel until it cant rotate anymore and keeping it there-
I remember you saying it was bad for my car.
Sometimes I keep it in that spot as I reverse out and pretend like I don't always hear your voice repeating it in my head.
I like idea of your past self in my car pissed off at me rather than the memories of me crying in your truck.
YOU ARE READING
What I Said After You Stop Listening
Poetry"I want to cry and get it out of my system but the tears never overflow: I'm drowning from within." My 10th poetry book Started: 5-6-23 Finished: 1-26-24
