dear mother.

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Don't touch me.

Is that to much to ask.

I don't want your comfort. 

I don't want your hugs.

I don't want your love when yesterday you hurt me.

If you would hit me it would be easier to hate you.

If you would hurt me physically I could cry at night and hate you.

Instead you tell me all my flaws.

Selfish.

Annoying.

Attention seeking.

A failure.

Just hit me so I can hate you.

Just yell at me instead of using the voice. 

And please just tell me what I did to deserve this.

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