I’m sorry I know I just posted a poem, but then something got into me and I ended up writing this…. And then after that spent like the last hour or so crying…. I don’t know why, I hardly ever cry…. Maybe I should just share this, maybe that will help? I don’t know…. Maybe I actually expressed something with this? I don’t know…. Again sorry about 2 just like 6 hours apart (technically for me that was yesterday :P) but again I’ve seen people spam more than this and it didn’t seem to annoy anybody…. so if you don’t like it I can take the first one down 😛 It’s a bit long….
*start*
I woke up late this mourning
Not well rested my mind was swarming
Was a rough night my arms are burning
The memory of last night now returning
Damn, I cut deep last night
My mom and I had a fight
I may not graduate
We yelled until it got so late
I wished that she was dead
That I lived with dad instead
My statements I soon regretted
In my room, my heart was shredded
I heard her crying and loudly bawling
I just thought that it’s so appalling
The things I said, that caused her pain
I spoke to her with such disdain
I was hurt, but I couldn’t explain
That I’m feeling pain, but I had to feign
This anger, while I just exclaimed
These things that left me feeling ashamed
That tore my mother into pieces
Making me wish that my heart just ceases
Beating as our pain increases
Why can’t I just act decent?
Mom, I am so sorry.
I would place you in the starry
Sky, as a constellation
It would serve as a declaration
Of the love that I hold for you
I’m sorry that I was cold to you
Because I do love you
And sometimes I may confuse
How I feel about you
And tell you things that are untrue
Brush them off like a crumb
Please don’t cry if I call you dumb
Or I scream that you should go die
I don’t mean it, please don’t cry
I’m also sorry when I leave
But mom, please just don’t grieve
I’m in pain constantly
Just hug your pillow more tightly
And remember if your tears do stream
That I’ll see you later in your dream
*end*
3 comments
This is beautiful work. What you wrote acts as a catalyst for your feelings. It grants them a dimension in the outside world. Crying and poetry are not that different. Don’t you agree? Thanks for sharing ^^
I guess they aren’t that different…. This actually felt rather nice to write. Thanks much.
This is pretty cool. Not something I can personally relate to, but it gives me a taste of what you’re going through I think.
Whenever I try to write poetry it sounds really stupid lol (It’s okay though, I’m fine with expressing myself in other ways 😛 )
Anyway, yeah it seems like it must be pretty rough for you. I guess I can’t really help, but good luck in life.