I don't remember much
I'm not sure what else to say
But now that I think about it
I'm glad you never came this way
Your absence is a silent reprieve
And regardless of what you believe
The damage left behind
Will always remain with me
In the end, you abandoned me
I was only there to be an object
A thing for you to gloat about
Even though you say you love me
What you said behind closed doors never met with your mouth
I'm glad you found your purpose now even though it was supposed to be me
My brother
My sister
Your children
And yet we were never good enough for you
Only as weapons for your arsenal
To be used against us
Our mother
Our life
You may be my father
And I may have loved you once
But don't be surprised
When you find I don't anymore
Not after you ruined me
Ruined us
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Unspoken Truths
PoetryThis poetry collection delves into the silent battles we face, the emotions we rarely voice, and the experiences that shape our identities. Each poem serves as a mirror, reflecting my innermost thoughts and vulnerabilities. From heartache to hope, I...
