This feeling of hurt and doubt surrounding me, this feeling of anger and feeling like the demon inside you leads you to pains unimaginable. Tired of being invisible and being not listened to, how many shouts were you making before they even heard you, how many fucked up situations have you experienced but they still see an unworthy child when they look at you. You call them parents? Aren't they supposed to take care of you and even accept you together with your flaws. But why.. why are they the ones who sunk you down to the pit when you were wrong, when you act grumpy for their tasks given to you, they start counting THEIR own hardships in taking care of you, obvious of the fact that you never told them to conceive you, telling you that they wish you were never born.
The parents you should've relied on when you are in pain, the folks you should have cried hugging and soothing you with are the ones who are pushing you away and hurting you more with their heartless words and harsh comments about your existence.
I am tired of accepting, I am tired of staying quiet. I am tired of everything. An empty shell, no tomorrow a heartless corpse, that's what I am now.
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