it is exhausting & fruitless to try
to try being understood
to try being accepted
to try being loved
sometimes no matter what you do,
it will never be enough
it will never be enough for the wrong people
scouring the planet & the ends of the earth
for just an ounce of love in return
leaves you empty & low
trust me, i know
it is heartbreaking to ponder
curious as to why you were not worthy enough
worthy enough of their care
of their affection
of their love
of their attention
why was it so hard to embrace me
why didn’t you love me
i needed you
yet you were nowhere to be found
dazed & utterly confused
i sit, lonely in my room
begging the question
just to understand
why?
you chose to conceive life when you hadn’t lived yours
all your pain became mine
though this struggle was yours
your traumas were birthed into me
from the minute i was thought of,
i had a heavy load to carry
before i could even walk,
your burden became my story
and now i can’t live
i can’t breathe
i can’t sing
i can’t be
you took my voice
my ability to speak
to form words into congruent sentences
i make no sense
not a single tear could be shed
not a single word uttered under my breath
you lifted your hand
i cowered in fear
and to this very day,
i feel your presence near
anywhere i go,
you follow me
free me from this hell
maybe death will be my peace
if i am to live,
may it not be here
if i chose this life,
curse me

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