It built up so long ago, but you didn't hear
I cried and the dark was something I feared
I wanted your hand in mine
Maybe I would have been fine
But it's too late because I'm alone
To you that's not what I've shown
But the scars on my arms are there
You say this isn't fair
I cut because of you never caring
All you did was cry to me
I'd sit, and hug you tightly
I'd listen and wouldn't take it lightly
Every word meant something
But to you I was nothing
Now that your back I'm scared
Everything you shared
Hurt deep like knives in my skin
I don't want to do it again
I am a precious child of god
You look and say I'm odd
But never will I change for you
I'll change for me because you...
Never listened
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Painful Poems
PoetryA drift on my feelings as a child, my worries, my fears, past, etc.