Your smile...

Your smile...

A Poem by Tori Jones

Depressed and abused
Beaten and used
Though these years have been long
It hasn't always seemed so wrong

You used me as a tool
And stepped on me like a stool
And although you broke my soul
I shall live on to show
That I'm not the weakling you thought me to be

I remember the things you said the day I was born
"You're not worth it. I was expecting more."
You destroyed me, and cast me out
You didn't wait to see the things in store

Why can't my life have a meaning
Why can't I live up to your desires
Why can't you love my being
And not burn me with your fire

I haven't a reason to smile
It only makes things worse
And reminds me of the way 
You smiled down evilly upon my face

Still I loved you dearly
Even though you couldn't hear me
I said a prayer every night
Hoping someday we both might be free

I still remember your shadowy smile
That left a hole in my heart
The painful things that you did
And the important things that died within
Made me swear to never smile again...

© 2016 Tori Jones


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immensely beautifully expressed

Posted 7 Years Ago


Tori Jones

7 Years Ago

I'm glad you think so... Thanks for readin' it...
I love the expression in this. It does tell a very sad story, and unfortunately some people have to face this harsh reality. I like how in the 6th stanza it shows a little light of hope. A prayer for freedom, not only for self but also for the one that gave up a chance of love. This is amazing.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Tori Jones

7 Years Ago

Thank you....
It is painful to read this Tori...It is indeed a tough poem. It must be hard to deal with harsh family members, and deal with the feeling of betrayal, and put all of these feelings into a poem with perfect rhymes. But one day, if it ever comes to you, that your pain is the panacea to some other's pain, you will feel that the suffering is at least worth something - 'cause I've been through this experience recently.

P.S. one typo in stanza 2: And stepped on me like a *stool*

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Tori Jones

8 Years Ago

Oops, I'll fix that typo... And I'm sorry you had to experience something similar... It's not fun be.. read more
... very sad, I felt the pain....well writen. Happy Thanksgiving :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tori Jones

8 Years Ago

Thanks....

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