I feel trapped in this corner
By my doubtful mind
Where no one sees myself
Only what’s behind
I want them to see
But I’m scared beyond words
Of what lies ahead
Of the horrors I’ve heard
Afraid to step forward
And embrace the world
I guess I’ll always be called
“That tiny little girl”
My best friends in the world
Have hands that slip
Even with four hands
They can’t find my grip
A guy that only wants
For me to love and hold
But for some unknown reason
I can’t let love show
I say it’s my past
That keeps me chained down
Not my parents but brother
That always smacked me around
But parents no better
For they don’t seem to care
How my heart is always hurting
How I’m always sad and scared
I can’t tell the truth
Cuz now I don’t want the thought
How I shoulda told them sooner
Something they never woulda bought
So this is how I say it
Typing one word at a time
Making feelings blossom
Twisting my voice into rhyme
And maybe one day they’ll see
How my life was really bad
And maybe they’ll even think
“Wow that girl was sad”
A contest entry
- hearts broken ( picture inspired) by eternalsol.
750 points, ended November 17, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
