Everyday
You would shout
Scream
And belt.
With each word
You drove a sword through
My child mind
Thank you for the wounds
Thank you for the insults
Without your fierce
Sad and insecure stabs
I’d never be so determined
To be the exact opposite
Of who you think I am.
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 6:08 PM UTC
Everyday
You would shout
Scream
And belt.
With each word
You drove a sword through
My child mind
Thank you for the wounds
Thank you for the insults
Without your fierce
Sad and insecure stabs
I’d never be so determined
To be the exact opposite
Of who you think I am.