Monday, November 30, 2015

Alone, but not with you


Trapped in this cage,
you put me into.

Feels like hell,
but in color.

Tastes
of resentment
and bitter. 

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Mum, they don't like me,
the way you made me.

Mum, they don't love me,
the way you shaped me.

Mum, they go away,
like you did,
when I was only 3.

Mum, they don't accept me,
no one ever has,
not even me.

you?

Mum, I lost him,
because I didn't believe
that I deserve him.

Mum, you taught me,
that love is what you see
and I was always in the dark
for you.

Mum, I'm fat.
Mum, I'm failing.
Mum, I'm getting old.
Mum, you never gave me a chance,
Like you never gave one yourself,

Mum, I can't stay in this room,
with you.

I need to breathe,
the air of freedom,
I've craved since I was 16.

Mum, one day I'll break the shackles,
and see your prison
from afar.

You don't deserve me.
But you deserve peace.

I just can't stay,
here,
next to you,
while you're dying inside.

Mum, you'll be disappointed in me,
but it won't be the first time. 

Mum, I am a flower.
And you hid the sun.

You never let me grow,
You were afraid of what I would 
turn out to be.

Mum, blame it on me,
But set me free.




Sunday, November 29, 2015

Sunday

My life is not interesting anymore. I have lost any kind of will to live and do something. Everything feels purposeless. I don't know how I will go on.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Yoga Afterpost

Soon enough I'll live somewhere else.
Soon enough I'll have a lot of money.
Soon enough I'll have you.
Soon enough I'll be somewhere else.
Soon enough I'll have peace.