Tool

Tool

A Poem by Marie Harrison
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A message of angst

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- Tool -

Wrench, hammer, glue

I’m was your tool

Your personal wedge

 Lodged between you

And your beloved

 

A jack-in-the-box

Your constant source of

Folly and amusement

Telling my secrets

To your friends and family

Showing them

My private pictures

For attention and laughs

 

You stole from me

Hurt me

Made a fool of me

 

You used me

As your sponge

To absorb all of the wrongs

You faced in childhood

 

As your sounding board

You forced your rage on me

Wishing that I had

Never come to be

 

But I refuse to be a fool 

Your Tool any longer

Because I’m your daughter

I have your blue eyes,

Skin that is fair 

And blonde hair

 

I'm the one you rarely nurtured

The child that you ignored

The one you resented

 

Still I need

Your attention, your love

How I long to be

Nurtured by you

But that narrow window of

Time has passed

 

On my own

I have to learn

How to live

How to make

My way in the world

 

How to earn my day’s pay

To say what I need to say

To express what emotions

That I need to express

 

Now

I’m ready

To be heard

By you

 

No longer

Am I counting

On you to be the

Mother I needed

 

You scared me

You confused me

You scratched

And abused me

 

I’m always hurt by you

I don’t trust you anymore

 

I’m letting go now

Taking myself out

Of your tool box forever

Go find someone

Else to use and abuse!

© 2011 Marie Harrison


Author's Note

Marie Harrison
relationships are tough sometimes

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america the dysfunctional ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


my relationship with my father wasn't any better, I relate highly to this, life can be cruel sometimes but breaking the circle helps nurture the soul. great write

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on August 18, 2011
Last Updated on August 18, 2011
Tags: Tools, Being Used, Abuse, Angst, Healing

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Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA



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