I may of been frailer
But my mind was strong
I held you off for so long.
The constant race,
Trying to hurry into my room
I felt like a mouse being chased by a broom.
My whole self changed when you were around
Often I sat down upon the ground
Begging for some kind of relief,
Someone to take notice and help me.
In the darkness of my room,
I swore that things would be different
With animosity, I often repented.
What was the reason again, that I was being blamed
I was not the one who brought upon all this shame.
Confused by the appeal
I often felt like my life was not real
Just used to torture my insides
Always in search of a place with which to hide.
You went about your life as if nothing was going on
But for me, mine was a tornado
The feelings came full force, and left behind broken and shattered.
No sense yelling for help,
Just a player in his game
Oh, to wish I never even knew his name.
A kid trapped in an adult world
That was me
Falling apart at the seams
Damage took its part of what was my heart
Never again though, I am too smart
Painful memories burst out every now and then
I have to put a nozzle on them
I must close them off
For if I don’t I would drown under the weight of it all.
Time cannot take those memories from me,
Things seldom are what we mean them to be
Effort is all some have left, in the fight
Of wrong verses right.
A life with regret.
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