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I thought about it, long and hard. There was one certain, I was scarred. Worse than a cat's claws deep into your skin, Wondering if you can ever begin. Begin new, if that's possible, The days replaying like a broken record, My hope said it wouldn't always be horrible, Back then it was abysmal, I prayed to the lord. My vision hazy, memories fading, Like my brain was doing whatever it could to bring me back to life. Bring back the me, please stop cascading. I was too young to go to the afterlife. It was all his fault, HIS.FAULT. He kept kicking me when I was down, and continuing to do so repeatedly. It wasn't fair, he was held at exalt. And I was left there to drown. Drown in my morals and feelings, As if I was dying, slowly but surely. One day I'd get my healings, and I wouldn't go poorly. At the end, I made it, I survived. I was out of the woods, away from the creature. At what cost? I became deprived. Everyone knew I'd survived, but nobody knew I never recovered.
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Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 4:55 PM UTC
Survive, not Recover
I thought about it, long and hard. There was one certain, I was scarred. Worse than a cat's claws deep into your skin, Wondering if you can ever begin. Begin new, if that's possible, The days replaying like a broken record, My hope said it wouldn't always be horrible, Back then it was abysmal, I prayed to the lord. My vision hazy, memories fading, Like my brain was doing whatever it could to bring me back to life. Bring back the me, please stop cascading. I was too young to go to the afterlife. It was all his fault, HIS.FAULT. He kept kicking me when I was down, and continuing to do so repeatedly. It wasn't fair, he was held at exalt. And I was left there to drown. Drown in my morals and feelings, As if I was dying, slowly but surely. One day I'd get my healings, and I wouldn't go poorly. At the end, I made it, I survived. I was out of the woods, away from the creature. At what cost? I became deprived. Everyone knew I'd survived, but nobody knew I never recovered.
Yes, it's based on that one song - Franklin House I think? Anyway, this is a reminder to check on your loved ones, no matter how "put together" they seem.
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Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 4:55 PM UTC
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