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Mar 2013
Did you really have to say that?
I am broken enough.
I hide enough.
I hurt enough.
I know I am worthless.
I am aware of the fact that no one loves me.
I have to deal with it every ******* day.
I did not need to hear it from you.
Telling me what a disappointment I am.
Telling me you wish I was never born;
you blame me for the divorce.
I am trying to build myself back up,
and all you do is hold me down.
I do not think I have ever been as hurt as I am now.
I hope you are happy.
I hope you had fun breaking me.
I hope you'll be happier when I am gone.
I guess down in my heart, I've known I am a waste of space. But actually hearing it out in the open, made it so much more of a reality
Damaged
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