Many nights I lie awake
Waiting for silence
To hit our floors
Hoping you will fall
A sleep quickly
And not hear my calls.
I know all you ever
Wanted was to keep
Me safe,happy and give
Me all I ask for.
Without questioning
Whether you were doing
me more harm than good.
I really am grateful
For all you do for me,
But while you happily
Glide around in your
Bubble of self
Gratification,
You cannot see
My tears of blood.
I'm like a bird.
Trapped and dying
From all the suffocation
That you give me.
I harm myself not out
Of Boardem or too hurt
You, But because it
makes me feel better
With a touch of control.
After all, I am your
Child to shelter,not
How unwittingly it may be,
Help destroy.
I pray before it's to
Late, that I will be
Freed by you,
And that we both
Fly together, towards
A better place, with
Love and hope.
Comments
Highhat | October 9, 2011 - 15:47
I hope she is freed as well.
Prettyrose | October 9, 2011 - 17:17
Hi Highhat :) I hope you are well and enjoyed my poem.
it's sad but there are so many teenagers sadly out there and adults who feel the need too do this and I was just reflecting the shocking sad truth. So although I know people who have done this, I have not based it on any one particular person. I never try too, I have inspiration from all over but mainly because it's just a life's path of memories or my own imagination my work.
so don't feel too sad please :)))
Keep Writing
Keep Smiling :))