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Vrinda Feb 24
They said, "Be mature, you're our only daughter,  
We have expectations, don't drift any farther."  
Not knowing how they crushed each hope she had,  
And left her heart empty, forever sad.  

They told her to act like a child, to play,  
But when could she? She was forced to obey.  
Left alone in a house that was dark and cold,  
She grew strong, but her heart turned old.  

They said, "You're tough, don't cry over pain,  
These little scratches are nothing to explain."  
Not seeing she'd grow, hurting deep inside,  
Where pain was a secret, she could never hide.  

She thought it was fine, that it was okay,  
She still does it now, though it hurts every day.  
Punished for things that she'd never done,  
Now she repeats it when the day is done.  

She was invincible, or so they believed,  
But deep down, she was neglected, deceived.  
Never loved, just a little girl.
just a new version of my old poem little girl <3
Vrinda Nov 2024
"They said to be mature, you're the only daughter
we have expectations.
Not knowing how they killed every little expectations
from herself.
They said to act like a kid
but when?
when did she ever got a chance?
she was left alone, in a shady home
where she was grown as a backbone
of a family where she was never treated like a part of.
They said you're a tough kid
why cry? on these little scratches
Not knowing she would grow up hurting herself'
as it didn't matter, nor did it hurt.
She thought it was ok to do so
She still do.
She was punished for things she didn't even do
now she does the same in a quiet dark room.
She was invincible.
She was neglected.
    She was never loved.
        She was just a little girl.
audreyboren Dec 2020
something that being resented
being looked at as a dirt
saying it's a living curse
No love, Only hate
but  One
at least One
rare as middlemist red
will come and conquer every pain
from Hate to Love
burn every wounds
still Painful but Beautiful
as a rainbow shines after storm
in the end
abomination will soon breathe again
Carl Miller Sep 2020
Why do You appear to me?
In the reflection of a beautiful shell standing speechless
Looking at Me that way
On the sand where I thought our futures remained faultless
I don't want You to look at Me any more  
My face is deformed and You don't care for Me any more

Look away while You can
And gaze at Your reflection
The burnt ends of My anger toward myself
And the negativity of a life void of affection

Are making those ends fray and split
Like a stalk in a breeze
Calm and collected
Helpless and at ease

If nothing at all
then something, somewhere
09/14/2020
Arcassin B Mar 2020
By Arcassin B

Love ain't , this hard,
pleasing while teasing the emotions down the drain for me,
Don't want you to use me and abuse me,
this feeling isn't the same for me,
my love is like flowers kissing sunlight ,too intuitive
to being let go from the horrors that await us in a world such
as this one,
by and by we all say bye at some point in this crooked timeline,
wanna jot down all the memories that keep me so divine,
realizing i'm not like you or him or any guy,
I don't know why I try,
to make you see the other side of life but still you
stress and cry,
i get to spilling out of my intense cranium,
you get so annoyed.


©abpoetry2020
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2020/03/so-annoyed.html
A Jan 2020
I am:
Disturbed
Cheap
Narcissistic
Selfish
Lost
Stupid
Worthless
Un­attractive
Inadequate
Boring
A mistake
Ugly
Useless
Dreadful

Maybe. But I'm still your wife. And I DO love you.
It's effortless.
Grey Dec 2019
He's not
kind,
caring,
selfless,
warm.

She's not
talented,
helpful,
transformative,
unique.

They're not
wanted,
needed,
loved,
known.

They're human.
And we're exactly the same.
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