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Jul 2014
Mom
You are the one at fault here
and yet I am always to blame
I always take your fall
To you this is all a big game.

No one here believes
When I tell them my side of the story
I'm the one who keeps suffering
And yet you're the one they pity

Why do I have to keep feeling this
Like all I want to do is **** myself
All because of what you do
My God I desperately need help

Why does it have to be like this
Nothing for me ever goes right
I'm not strong at all
And yet I hold on with all my might
I have been physically and verbally abused by my own mother since the age of four, so bare with me if you find this poem offensive. Just letting out my feelings.
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   Kirsten Waskewich and Annie
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