Mother Dearest

Mother Dearest

A Poem by 水希
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Just let it all out

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Where do I begin
I know you developed this skin
But this soul is mine
I can't even describe
The scars on my heart
From the many times I was told
That I am and will be nothing
I need to hold on to something
Because I'm beginning to let go
I do it all on my own
And you make me feel even more alone
I am all I can ever be
Don't push your failures onto me
I'm sick of this pressure
I'm sick of the sadness and anger
I'm suffocating in torrents of torment
What is it you meant
When you said you wanted me to succeed
But how am I to do that
When you won't even let me breathe
You're pulling me to the knife
It's in your hands it feels like
Stabbed right through the heart
But it was torn open from the start
You know I have dreams
To feel something other than your misery
To feel a little more like a family
I miss how things used to be
But I have no hope for that anymore
All I can do is try to break free
That's it, I'm done
I won't be pressed under your thumb

© 2014 水希


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The rhyming was nice also.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

水希

9 Years Ago

Thanks. I'm not one to focus on rhyming when writing, but this flowed very well.
I felt surprise because I mistook the person in the picture above for the speaker. I relate to the feeling of frustration with my family. I relate to the idea of escaping out form under an oppressive circumstance/ person. Nice work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Added on July 10, 2014
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Tags: Mother, poem, family, distraught, pressure, problems, rant, rage, vent, misery

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水希

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Hello, I guess. I'm 19. I write mostly dark and deep poetry, but I'm not averse to other genres. Reviews are cool. I take criticism well. I don't mind talking to others, so that's okay too. I like art.. more..

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