Why doest we love those not worthy of it?
Giving them our most sincere we-
When all is given back are untrue hearts;
Not a drop of generosity or love.
Only abandonment, hatred and lies are given to us
By the ones we once held dear to our hearts-
With us left wondering what we did to deserve pains and endless humiliation!
Why doest we still care for empty hearts hoping they succeed?
When all they do is destroy us internally,
Aiming to shatter our humanity like glass;
To drown ourselves in our very own tears.
Why do we let them break our confidence with simple demeaning words?
Words like bastard, moron, disappointment
Or even telling us we were never meant to be brought to this world.
Why doest we still give our endless love?
They don't deserve such pure emotions from the heart-
When all they do is torment our living beings;
Creating fear for us from our very own dreams.
Too afraid to sleep at night,
Fearing they'll come again in hopes of terminating our existence.
Why doest we still hope for them to change?
To tell us even once that we were born lucky instead of being lucky to grace this world.
Why can't they allow happiness into our lives,
Instead of gracing us with their brutish love?
We're made equally as they were-
To be someone as great as we hold ourselves.
Why doest we still stain our pillows with water every night-
Praying for a change we hoped for, for years that never came?
Feeling trapped in a bitter world;
With no one to love or make us feel loved,
To stay and sing that we're good enough to be existing and cared for.
Just our dreams, wants and desires of endless peace
To make us feel great about ourselves.
But we do all this because we're beings incapable
Of ever hating no matter what is thrown our way!
We have too much of a pure heart,
To wish everlasting darkness on those who wished it for us-
Or to even look in their hated filled eyes doing to them what they to us.
We face all this for many reasons unknown to us;
It's just us who're left to choose morality or immorality through the stages of this tortured world!
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PoetryI'm just a girl who feels so many emotions due to constant events in my life😖. Never exactly sure how to feel or act and be myself, self conscious of how others see me😓. Poetry is art and art works are as calming as rain. Writing gives me peace...
