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He doesn't hear me right now. Too busy playing games, The ones more entertaining than me. He doesn't look at me, Doesn't speak, doesn't listen, doesn't care. I know I am useless, He drilled it into me from day one. My words mean nothing to him. I have stupid hobbies, stupid wants. Nothing about me is worthy of him. I look down at myself. I know what gets his attention, My dignity drops along with my pants. He looks at me for the first time in days. I am finally spoken to. His words slice me. He calls me what I am: disgusting, Desperate, useless, horrible. But most importantly: I am his. I am nothing without his approval. But at the same time he worships me. The only approval I've gotten, Only when I am exposed in front of him. My only worth is my body parts, The ones I so desperately hate. He does what he wants, I have no choice but to let him. I have no one else who sees me. Even if he only sees me for what I am; a tool for his enjoyment.
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May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC
Tool
He doesn't hear me right now. Too busy playing games, The ones more entertaining than me. He doesn't look at me, Doesn't speak, doesn't listen, doesn't care. I know I am useless, He drilled it into me from day one. My words mean nothing to him. I have stupid hobbies, stupid wants. Nothing about me is worthy of him. I look down at myself. I know what gets his attention, My dignity drops along with my pants. He looks at me for the first time in days. I am finally spoken to. His words slice me. He calls me what I am: disgusting, Desperate, useless, horrible. But most importantly: I am his. I am nothing without his approval. But at the same time he worships me. The only approval I've gotten, Only when I am exposed in front of him. My only worth is my body parts, The ones I so desperately hate. He does what he wants, I have no choice but to let him. I have no one else who sees me. Even if he only sees me for what I am; a tool for his enjoyment.
This is about my ex. He would consistently ignore me, and even berate and threaten me until I would give him what he wanted. He knew I was desperate for love and affection, and he decided to use that. I hate him.
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17/California
May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC
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