Enough

Enough

A Poem by DarkPoet

Alone In this quiet space
Finally getting used to this place
I think of the times when I thought like a baby,I was an extension of you
When the only things i was permitted are things you will have me do

When I craved and pleaded for your attention
Worshipping you with utmost devotion
Still I got treated with contempt
I was left feeling like everything about me was unkempt

I had been made to believe I was somewhat inferior
While you and the others were superior
So I always bowed my head in servitude
Afraid if I challenge you I will be accused of ingratitude

So you treated me worse than trash
Battered me worse than a vehicle that had crashed
I learnt to become silent
To reduce for me the level of violence

Slowly I began to get tired and I decided i've had enough
But to up and leave you was a decision so tough
I was really tired of all you were doing to me
And I desperately needed to be free

I had had enough of you ignoring my calls,text and chats replying only when in the mood
Enough of the condescending talks about my appearance,telling me I dress and look dumb
Enough of belittling me in presence of your family and friends
Enough of me doing practically everything for you and getting nothing in return
Enough of me treating myself with despisal by choosing to stay with you

I decided to take the bold step and leave
All the wasted time and years with you I grieve
But to myself I have decided to be kind
And take care of my heart and my mind
I know now I deserve better
Not remnants that come after
I deserve to love,be loved and be happy
And do away with things and people that are crappy

© 2019 DarkPoet


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DarkPoet
DarkPoet

Lagos, Nigeria



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