Breaking Point

A poem similar to my earlier piece, "Life of Lies". About abuse, sorrow, and suicide.

Hindered by age

And destructed by superiority,

Considered a mere child.

Always left behind

Without a thought,

She dreams of running wild.

 

An abusive father,

Claiming she is a no-for-good liar

Though she swears she stays true.

He hits her,

He kicks her,

All of her courage falls through.

 

Curled up in her room

She silently cries

For a way out of this life.

She muffles her sorrow

Letting go of all thoughts,

And carves her body with a knife.

 

A breaking point,

She’s reached the edge

Of escape velocity.

Eventually

Her soul departed.

There is nothing more to see. 

Author's Note

I must admit, this is very, very similar to "Life of Lies", but different as well.
Let me know what you think by leaving a review and rating!

Reviews

[darem aq.]

you remind me of myself years back when i began writing and expressing, I was this pessimist with no hope or a driving force, i always looked at the dim side. However. I was, sometimes content with that, until one day a person ignited revolution within me, and encouraged me to get out of my shell, find the true me. indeed, I've broken out of this shell, and I can't possibly imagine my life now, if I stayed the same !
Life is like a roller coaster with rapid and dominating downhills, but its up to us whether to bow for this force.. or find ourselves in the times when we need it most.
Regarding this write: I sense surrender, defeat and bleakness. it is a good poem taking in consideration your age =] however, your experience should never limit your creativity ! I'm saying all of this.. not only for this poem.. nor I'm sure if it happened with you or not.. regardless. It just to tell you that you're the only one who needs to believe himself... external faiths are not fundamental.

keep it up ;)

Darem.

[Hopless]

very good dark and eye opening i thank you

[Alicante lullaby]

beautiful and sad.we all reach breaking points,Darling.though carving your body with knife is not away to escape.

[Speechless Shadow]

I think this. It reminds me of myself, except without the abusive father part. But I really like this poem. Good job and keep writing!

[Anicca]

This is very sad and will strike a chord for a lot of people, including myself. Nice work!

[itsjustme]

depressing, but that is the truth of the world sometimes. Sometimes it is better to look at the negitive and then reflect on the positive. i feel that there is someone always more in need than yourself and unless death finds its way to you you always have the power to rise against the force from either within or outside of yourself. I feel the majority of people are afraid to change but can if they concore their fears. i am also part of that majority, but i will have to change, and adapt if i am to get the best of life and not let life get the best of me. :P :)

[The High Poet]

great write! You did a great job of creating an image in my head of that poor girl. Thanks for sharing

[A.Lee]

Wow... Very deep. I've been to that point for similar reasons so I can relate. You did an excellent job of conveying your feelings. Nice work.

Very sad, but I enjoy it a lot.

[tennismania]

A truly stunning and poignant poem.
Very well written.
Abuse and low self-esteem are very hard themes to cover in texts but here you've done both skilfully.