Jealous

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Nothing mattered.
I didn't care.
I would've stuttered.
I didn't dare.

The pain, the lies
This dark twisting
Feeling inside?

Momma said they were jealous.
Jealous of what?
The words they said,
They spit at me like a slithering snake.
They poisoned my mind,
Rotten.
Those things they aaid?
All utterly true.
Ugly.
Disgusting.
Piece of scum on their shoe.

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Just this past year I've started feeling comfortable enough to wear the right sized shirts, and shorts. Just this past year I feel perfectly fine without a hoodie. I'd say I've made a lot of progress. Though now, there are scars on my wrist that weren't there when I wrote this..  I still think I'm  in a better mindset now than I was then.
-Raene-

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