Thoughts of a Poet

013 | Is this Family?

In a world where darkness reigns supreme,
I've lived for twenty two years, it seems,
With misery in my heart, a heavy weight,
Struggling to find love, to navigate.

Family is meant to be our rock,
But I'm the one left standing, in shock,
I've been their support, their pillar strong,
Yet when I need them, they're gone.

I've helped, cared, and loved without fail,
Never paused, never questioned, never frail,
But now I see, I've been taken for granted,
My love and kindness, always demanded.

How can I love those who don't reciprocate?
Who claim the title of family, but only berate?
It's disheartening, to feel discarded and used,
To realize I've been abused.

I refuse to live in misery any longer,
To be a puppet, to be made stronger,
I won't apologize for putting myself first,
For standing up, for quenching my thirst.

I've cared too much, loved too hard,
Been treated poorly, my heart scarred,
But why should I have to endure?
Why should I be the one unsure?

Life may not be fair, that much is true,
But family should be the glue,
That holds us together, through thick and thin,
But for me, it's been a hopeless din.

Water may be thicker than blood,
But love should flow like a flood,
Binding us in unity and peace,
Not tearing us apart, leaving us in a crease.

So I say farewell to those who don't care,
To those who only take and never share,
I'll forge my own path, create my own destiny,
I'll rise above, I'll be free.

For I deserve more, I deserve love,
I deserve a family, a peaceful dove,
I won't be held back by their chains,
I'll break free, I'll find my gains.

In this epic tale of heartache and pain,
I'll emerge stronger, unbroken by strain,
I'll find my true family, my true love,
And soar high, like a peaceful dove.

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