*tw: daddy issues, hospital mention, fire mention, burning mention*
a grudge.
no, this is not a grudge.
this is simply a montage of memories which
refuse to leave my head when in your presence,
reminding me of everything you've done.
i thought i was over it.
it's been countless years since then.
but every time i look at you i see what you did
and i can't look you in the eyes.
all i see is deceit
and the pain you caused
the mistakes you made
how you only stayed
for barely one day
as i sat in that
hospital bed,
10 years old
and scared.
i remember the selfish tears in your eyes
i remember the tears that fell from my own
tears i wasted on you.
i remember how broken i felt
how strong i had to be
how much i knew
too much.
it's hard to look at you and smile genuinely
it's hard to say i love you when there's this
pang in my chest.
this fire in my bones.
you broke me.
you did.
you set me aflame.
do you see what you've done?
do you see?
you broke me.
and i've spent so long trying to forgive you.
trying to convince myself that i'm not broken.
a grudge.
no, this is not a grudge.
this is simply a match
you lit inside me,
and fed until my
entire body
was ablaze.
watch me burn.
see what you've done.
i was broken, but now i burn.
watch my shattered pieces turn to ash,
be startled by my sudden sparks,
reminding you of what you've done.
YOU ARE READING
recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
