#nosupport
The boy with the light stare
The strawberry blond hair
The innocent blue eyes with a dark past
The liar next door
He wears the same outfit daily
Hiding behind the black
Talking slow as he stumbles to find the right words
Never seeming to catch up with his bright mind
So he pretends
Walking with his head down and his back bent forward
hiding the scars sitting on the protective layer of skin
Because everyone told him he was wrong
And soon enough he started to believe them
They used him up
Until he was nothing
And left him there to rot
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 3:21 PM UTC
Moms are supposed to say they love you
Moms are supposed to care
Moms are supposed to make everything better
Why then
Does my mother hurt me
Why then
Does she not care if I hurt myself
Why
Does my mother tell me I'm not the daughter she wanted
All I need is maternal love and support
But I am lacking
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 11:14 PM UTC
My what an expensive brand of bruise you wear!
It looks so real, like Fell Down the Stairs by House Wife
But surely not, none of us could afford it on our budget
It's genuine? I don't believe you.
Such an exquisite range of shades you have on,
And matching that dress so well!
Surely that's not a coordinating colour of cut lip too?
A gift from your partner? I don't believe you.
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC