Posted again for Poetry Treasures contest. A poem of the pain of childhood memories. |
Because Of Her {breaking.. Part 3} (04/06/10) She lent on me too much. I watched her fall, And break into pieces. I watched her destroy herself, With the drugs and the booze. I watched my own mother disappear, Just like the happiness. I went on and acted like everything was okay. Cause only she could see the tears through my eyes, And i still wonder why i hid it. Cause she wasn't even looking But i knew, Somewhere, Deep inside, I had too stay strong. For us, For her. I could hear her sobs, And i felt the pain. All the hits, And all the tears, Made me build my own walls. I never wanted to fall, Like she did. I made a silent promise. To never put myself, In that position. To never trust, Never love, Never let anyone else in. Now i'm older, Smarter. And i blame her for all the pain. For leaning on me, When i was so young. And my walls are strong, But inside i'm weak. So i hug myself, And try to hold on, Try to stop myself from falling apart. Old wounds never heal, And old ways never die. Forever and always i put on a brave front. And only behind closed doors, I let the pain seep through, I let myself go. Its all because of her. The pain i felt, The tears i shed, The loneliness, And the fear. What happened then, Made me who i am now. This is the main reason why i do what i do, When i was little older than a baby, I heard it all.. When i was old enough to understand, I never let my tears fall. But now i do, And i'm stuck with an obsession To experience pain, Scissors, Razors, Knifes, Anything that'll let me open a vein. All of this isn't worth it, It isn't worth living I'm broken too deeply. And its all because of her. |