Unanswered Prayer

"My God!"

I cry out to the sky.

"Why do I have this burden?

Its not fair, why?

　

"Dear Lord,"

I call kneeling by my bed,

"I'm so sick of these labels,

and being on which they tread."

　

"Am I all those things?

I don't know what i have done.

Am I truly a w***e and s**t?

is it always the daughter...not the son?

　

"Am I looking for attention?

When I cut or wear what i do?

I do both to feel good,

could what they say be true?

　

"Am I a home wrecker?

For being his only friend with ears?

I have my own husband I love,

Is it wrong to care and want to hear?"

　

All these things happen,

each and everyday.

it doesn't matter how or what i do,

they'll say what they want to say.

　

"I'm so sick of being judged,

just because I look the way I do."

I wish they understood me,

I wish they only knew.

　

"I wish they knew of my first,

of the rape and abuse.

I wish they knew I was just a toy,

'I love you' was all their excuse.

　

"I wish I could wear what i want,

not be prude for being to covered.

Or s**t for to short,

are they all just being my mother?"

　

"Am I seeking attention?

When I would cut to feel alive?

I wish they knew,

I've tried to take my life."

　

"I'm known as 'a girl like that,'

what does that even mean?

why categorize me?

I'm different and you're all the same it seems."

　

"Is it wrong to be friends?

and help through a divorce,

We are a different sexes.

But I'm the 'home wrecker,' of course."

　

"His wife was the cheater,

then blamed the same on him.

just because of how I look,

tall 'pretty' and thin."

　

"Maybe I'm just the problem,

if I'm gone then the world would be right?

So then why don't you hear me Lord?

Please let me die tonight."

　

I stay silent and listen,

as my tears still fall.

and just as I suspect,

God doesn't listen to me at all.

　

I'm just the curse on this earth,

nothing is right about me.

So leaving is my only door,

and death is the key.

　

Will this satisfy them?

Leave this poem for them to find?

Maybe they will learn the lesson,

Just please, after this, be kind.

Reviews

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No, it won't satisfy them. This is such a heartfelt prayer but sad because labels prevent us from being friends and yeah, there is a double standard for the daughters. Since it is a prayer, I felt your soul yearning to be free. I really hope God listens to your prayers. Simply a lovely piece, N.

[terry smith]

...he answered by not taking you....everyone is special...they just need to find that out for themselves...