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sena 1d
i call you mother
but the words feel empty
like a hollow space,
full of echoes
your words, sharp as glass, cut deeper than silence
they've molded my bones
into walls i cant break
you hold no warmth
no love in your hands
only the weight of your shadow
the echoes of your cruel words
i hate the way you break me
but claim to love me all in one breath.
this basically somes up my relationship with my mom
sena 1d
you speak in flames,
your words a fire that burns everything i've ever been
each syllable is sharp,
a knife against the soft parts of me
the parts you never cared to see
you twist the truth
fists hidden in your voice,
each insult a stone
throwing me into a pit
of shame and doubt
i stand in your storm
a broken tree with roots to deep to leave
but each word you spit
feels like thunder clashing against my skin
i cant escape
the echoes of your rage
you tear me apart
but still, i ache for something
ill never get;
a whisper of love
a touch without hate
but instead i drown in your fury
and yet you never see the weight
of your own cruelty
the marks you leave with every breathe

but im learning to breathe without you,
to let your venom slip off my skin,
no longer clinging to the scars.
The scars you carved into my heart.
this poem is about me learning to develop and grow with the constant troubles my mom has caused me
sena 1d
i envison a life
one you and i build
the pair of eyes i've fallen captive to
the only arms i seek embrace from
the only soul im bound to for eternity

but how can i reap what i do not sow
how can i feel so strongly;
for someone i don't know

for it is not just a simple craving of love
it s a longing
a yearning so strong
its imprinted everywhere in my mind
my soul
from sunrise to sunset
my need for it grows
for it is True Love that is my goal.
this poem is what it feels like to me to not just simply crave love but have that lingering feeling that wont go away until i find true love, corny but idc.

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