Poetry #6

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I broke down,
And I cannot get back up.
It's hard to breathe when you feel like your heart is ripping in pieces,
But that's alright I can fake this they are all back in place.
The pain I've never cried like this before,
And me seeing no after life  in all this pain.
Just seeing death ahead of me,
And just wanted my emotional pain to let me be.
Your manipulation and put downs are tearing me,
Why do you have to be so cruel to my heart.
My heart is bleeding,
Yet you let it bleed.
To the outside people she looks like a rose,
But when you are in secret at home she has these thorns.
There is millions and billions of these thorns,
When she doesn't get what she wanted or just wants to make me down.
All these tears going down my cheek,
But you turn your other cheek.
Because you don't give a flying shit,
And that hurts even more.
You're my flesh and blood,
My relative that's supposed to care.
But your too self absorbed in yourself to care,
You could just stand there and stare.
Run away they say,
But I can't seem to get up and leave.
Life doesn't make sense to me anymore,
When you make me feel incomplete.
I was crying so much,
Something was coming up.
I ran to the toilet uncontrollable still crying,
Even though I knew I needed to vomit and felt like dying.
But it was too hard to hold back,
And I didn't want to go forward.
When she's angry and her face goes wild,
And all the rage that piles.
I think she's going to hurt me when she goes near me,
Isn't this sad for me to think this way?
She threatened if I wreck your precious whatever it was,
You would bash me.
Yet she didn't mean it she said,
She didn't even say sorry I say.
It's no big deal what you said,
You said I need to grow up.
But how long will it take for you to notice,
That its stuck in my head because you have hurt me.
She hasn't ever bashed me,
But she has hurt me physically.
I wonder if I was a mistake,
You told me you wanted me for someone to love you.
But don't you realise the way you treat me is making me not love you,
And you probably don't love me too.
All these voice in my head,
As I hold my little ted.
Tell me I need to run away,
Before I'm dead.
It's hard to breathe when you feel like your heart is ripping in pieces,
But that's alright I can fake they are all back in place.
The pain I've never cried like this before,
And me seeing no after life  in all this pain.
I was probably a mistake,
I need to run away and take what's left of me.

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