Broken Home

Broken Home

A Poem by RaeStems

I've cried for you. 
I pray for you. 
Are you really worth all this? 
Said I'd die for you. 
I'd wait for you. 
My love is what i'd give. 
I've tried to stay awake for you 
But I fall back fast asleep
There is only so much one can do 
When you're only just thirteen
 
I tried to live my life,
I tried to go to school
Then I imagine you don't want me
And I choked on my own rules
I tried to just get by
Just to live another day
But then you scream into my face
I feel your spit caress my skin 
Like your arms would never f*****g do
I wonder why it got this way 
Why god would give me to you
Clearly you never deserved me 
Coming home drunk at 3 am 
While I already cooked dinner 
For my neglected kin 
I feel some sort of hopeless 
Then I'd kind of want to die
After panicing, 
You'd hit me 
And tell me how you regret my life 

I got by, by believing 
There could be others, 
Others who would want to be, 
others who want to mean as much, 
as you could mean to me. 
But what am i supposed to do, 
just everything you say?
I suppose then I would be a child 
Who ruins everything 
 
What was I supposed to do
when all you do is take? 
Were you ever interested in what I gave away?

I gave to you my comfort
My will to longer live 
I gave to you my purity, 
My childhood, innocence
I gave away my confidence
I no longer had support 
I walked along glass stairways 
Just to try to prove to you
I could have been the daughter 
That so many would be proud 
But now I sit in silence 
Because your words that hurt
Were way too loud. 
 

© 2014 RaeStems


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RaeStems
RaeStems

Pittsboro, IN



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I am a Wiccan and Buddhist writer, artist, and philosopher from Indianapolis, Indiana. I am 19 years old and I have no idea where I want to be in life. I have manic depression, or otherwise known as b.. more..

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