NO-THINGA Poem by ...
To my "daddy" I was "drippings"
Ya, I s**t you not. A squirt for someone else to raise, or not...he didn't care either way. I was no reason to give a damn. Not a second thought. To my mother I was a REASON, To show his a*s up. To say, "hey b*****d I did it" She did it. I'm raised. Had everything I needed but encouragement and hugs. How do I know he said that? Mom wanted me to know. To my husband I was one of many women he abused along his way. Raised two of his many children He never saw fit to help raise To many others I was a thought or two... maybe three, but thoughts are fleeting. Life to busy to bother with the nothing... that's me. To YOU I was interesting... for a while, but already unimportant...disposable, and placed in the cordial hello category for kindness sake kindness pays me no mind I am many Things. all these things I've been. all these things I've become. Some-thing to rape Some-thing to beat Some-thing to cheat Some-thing to use Some-thing to lie to Some-thing to leave Some-thing to forget... I am many THINGS to many people, but I'm here to tell you,I am NO-THING... at all © 2015 ...Featured Review
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