You're Not Sorry

A poem about being hurt and broken and living with the aftermath while trying to understand it all.

I will never understand

The way a person could forcibly take another’s happiness

What could you possibly gain

Besides a fast, fleeting sense of pride

And an empty, hollow feeling that follows

No one rewards you

For causing another’s destruction

No one applauds, wanting to follow in your footsteps

For making others feel so low

You must truly have no heart

If you can look a damaged soul in the eye

And want nothing more

Than to cause more damage

People like you

Push

         And push

                             And push

Until people like me break

While some of us can piece ourselves back together

Others shatter completely

Unable to feel whole again

As you chip away pieces of us

Taking souvenirs as you leave

The worst part of it is

No one can see the gaping holes in our bodies

After monsters like you are done

If they could, they’d look away

Or ask what we did to lose such vital pieces of ourselves

What we did to provoke this

We are shamed

Made to relive these events

Over and over again

With no one to listen without casting blame

If I am surrounded by walls

They are to keep the monsters at bay

They exist because they were built for those who took advantage of me

Who couldn’t see the damage being done

Those who didn’t believe me

Those who looked the other way

They were built to keep out those who blamed me

As my last resort for protection

I am left an empty shell of my former self

Riddled with holes, pieces of me missing

Filled with regret I should not have had to shoulder

And walls forming high towers

Guarding me from anyone who wants to see beyond them

Reviews

[xoxo]

"People like you
Push
And push
And push
Until people like me break"

That's a very chilling stanza. I realize I am reviewing a lot of these, sorry for the (spam).

[AshleyDeyPoetry]

It's not spam at all! I really appreciate it. Thank you