You Made Me Like This

You Made Me Like This

A Poem by Krisen Lison
"

Something from all the pain.

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I came into this world

Because of a choice

That you made

When you were younger

 

I came here to be loved

Treasured and held

I am your little girl

Now and forever

 

But now it seems

You're drowning me

In this pool of love

That isn't there for me

 

It's for him

This I do not know

And this man I won't meet

Because he's taking you from me

 

I thought you'd always be there

To hold me when I cry

But now it seems

I'm just a burden

 

You don't want to help me

Dress up pretty for prom

You'd rather go party

With this new crowd

 

You don't want a say

In the pictures of me

That hang on the wall

Cause you don't want to see

 

Everything that I've become

Because of how you raised me

Is good and lovely

So why abandon me

 

I am your daughter

Not a porcelain doll

Played with and tossed aside

When you grow tired

 

I am a human being

A living breathing thing

I feel real pain

And I cry real tears

 

You snap at me

For nothing

And yell at me

For trying to include you

 

I want you to be here

I need you mommy

But still you push me

So far away

 

Now things go dark

And I'm all alone

Nothing left

But a world far gone

 

I falling so far

Down into abyss

It's such a shame

You made me like this

 

© 2011 Krisen Lison


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My therapist said that nobody can make us feel anything...whether I believe him or not yet is something to be seen. Don't let her get to you.

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Krisen Lison
Krisen Lison

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I'm a poet, erotic writer, novelist, and short story writer. My free time is filled with the written word, flowing both from my own pen and from the many books I read. I tend to keep to myself, but if.. more..

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