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The things my mother told me,
They made me bleed inside,
She said that I was worthless,
She tried to make me cry.
She said the things she said to me,
Were only for my good.
She said that I was lost forever,
She said I was a glaze.
I tried to hide my shame from her,
I tried to hide inside myself,
As hard as I tried to hide these tears,
The more I pushed them away,
Every time I tried to bear it,
I’d broken down inside.
I hated myself for crying,
When I knew she would seek me out,
She’d find me crying every time,
She’d tell me I disgusted her,
She said the mere sight of me,
Made her sick inside,
She said I had no purpose there,
And couldn’t wait for me to leave.
She made me pay for all the wrong,
She said it was my fault,
I made myself do all her bidding,
I tried my hardest every time,
Never once was I successful,
Every time she said it’s wrong,
I couldn’t do a thing correct,
I missed my every goal,
Even as my bones were breaking,
Even as my body died,
I lost and lost my every self,
But it never was enough.
I wanted to make her smile,
I really tried my best,
Everyone told me I tried too hard,
They all thought I was strong,
Some thought that I was crazy,
For going on like that,
All except my mother,
She thought it not enough,
Both my legs were broken,
Fractured by the work,
I’d pushed my body too hard,
Why couldn’t I go farther?
Why couldn’t I please her?
Was it too much to ask for?
Or am I just cursed forever?
I hated my worthlessness,
My mother ignored my existence,
She’d taken all I had away,
Then told me I deserved it,
For being so stupid and giving no effort,
I deserved naught from her,
I threw down those cursed crutches,
I told them I was fine,
I ran on broken legs and fought,
My body screamed for mercy,
I grew furious with the pain inside,
I ignored it the way mother did me,
No one knows I have a soul,
Everyone believes I’m dead,
Outside I show not one emotion,
I don’t tell any secrets,
I am the mystery to the outside,
They think I’m just a shy girl,
I’d never hurt a fly,
I’d never sworn or argued,
Submissive as was I.
But even then they still believed,
I wasn’t worth their time.
I’m glad no one got curious,
Or poked inside my life,
For what they’d see behind this wall,
Would leave them in dismay.
I always thought the world was cruel,
My mother said the devil ran it,
She told me my friends were dreadful,
She told them to leave and never come back,
I’d been alone my whole life,
From the start to the end isolated,
I watched the other children,
My smile hid my tears.
Some asked me for my friendship,
They were so sweet and nice,
I couldn’t bear to think of it,
The things my mother would do,
She’d find a way to scare them off,
Not a one would stay with me,
So yes I am alone right now,
Please don’t end up like me.
I tried to run away once,
But I did not get far,
She hunted me down with rage,
And locked me in my room.
She’s right of course,
I am so wrong,
So now I say,
My fate is sealed,
Please don’t end up like me,
If you’re alone,
Your friends rejected,
Or if you’re told,
You’re not enough,
Don’t give up,
Even though you feel it’s wrong,
Tell someone!
- Title: Tragedy Befalls The Weak
- Artist: Razetto
- Description: There are a lot of people that feel their parents are cold and cruel to them. This poem is written from the eyes of one of the abused, and it's a very old poem so it's not well-written, and it was done under poor influence, so the quality isn't very good, sorry to say. ^^;; ((I'd give it a 1 or 2, tops. ^^;; ))
- Date: 12/16/2008
- Tags: tragedy befalls weak
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Victoria Elwatts - 12/16/2008
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hm. I liked it a lot and I look forward to reading more of your writting.
5/5 - Report As Spam
- Overlord Fenrich - 12/16/2008
- This is so sad, but so awesome! I love it! X3
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