Control IssuesA Poem by SmileBig :)I guess I should call it
resentment or an unsatisfaction of
living conditions or even an obsessive
desire to form a commitment of affection between mother and child
but apparently it’s just for attention, As you so gracefully told
me when I had the ability to control my own actions and emotions. It might even be the
reason I have a compulsion to find everything the world hates about me but it’s more than that.
or maybe it’s just different, I don’t really know how
to explain it, writing a journal is easy
but it’s hard to relive it but basically it’s
hatred, all your lies and disappointed faces, have been just below the
surface for over a decade, I was 10 when the
manifestation of ridicule and intrusion seeped through my skin, and every part of my life
became yours for manipulation, you could tell me exactly
who to be, and what to say, and what to change to fit
in to your incredible mold
you built for me Control became
unstoppable it almost became
reliable, I almost began to like
it, because it was the only
thing I knew to be true and soon, I wanted to be
in control too. It became a battle of the
family that none of us will ever
win. the fight for control will always be within. © 2017 SmileBig :) |
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Added on May 6, 2017 Last Updated on May 6, 2017 AuthorSmileBig :)AboutHi! How are you all doing? Writing, teaching, and math are my passions, if you're curious. I have so much love for math. It makes me feel alive. more..Writing
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