Cold Midnight

Midnight,

Cold,

Dark,

I walked through streets,

wind blew on my face.

As the sun rose,

I walked back,

to my home,

I hate lights,

this makes me remember,

my hard childhood.

My home,

I laughed,

in a sad way,

this shouldn't count as a home,

it's wet,

squeaky,

scary,

cold.

Home should be what?

Warm,

so why am I here?

I want no one,

to help me,

I want,

need,

myself,

only.

I dislike this world,

no one cares about me,

my parents,

hate me,

they abandoned me,

years ago,

sometimes,

I even hate myself,

I don't understand,

what did I do wrong,

that made my parents,

hate myself so much.

I wanted to sleep,

I can only dream,

sleep,

when I am sad,

dreams bring me,

to a new world,

tears rolled,

I lied on that ice like bed.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Dalebear]

This was sad and a god flow in the poem

Dalebear

[Kimberly]

Congratulations on the win!

[Kimberly]

These are deep and dark and I like that! Very nice.

[Closedown]

Thanks for submitting it! It's very well done!

[Rain Kissed Secret]

Keep it up

[Short.Nerd]

Great Flow

[Kayla]

This is really good. I love how the story flows. I especially love the way you described everything. I could picture it perfectly in my mind!! GREAT WRITE!!

[Sara Mercury]

Visiting the home of your troubled childhood ... why visit the past and bring to mind such terrible times? Why must we torture ourselves revisiting scenes of the past in a desperate and useless attempt at fixing what went wrong? We can't control what our parents did, and we certainly shouldn't blame ourselves for what they did.

My arms ache to hold this person in hopes to ease their pain. I was fortunate enough to have had very loving parents; I wouldn't even know how to deal with this situation if it were me. I'm no stranger to death, love lost, pain, or even rejection - but to be rejected by one's own parents - that's got to be the toughest type of rejection there is to face.

[loowzerX]

aww so good

[hannah]

Aside from slight grammatical error and the way you cut short certain lines, this was a very emotional poem. It expressed vulnerability through the form of anger and bitterness. An interesting title as well.