A ghost of a father.
An angry mother.
A forbidden best friend.
A suppressed love—
A suppressed identity.
Oh, how strange it is to feel alone,
while surrounded by people.
No friends.
Bitter family.
Nearly fifteen.
Only four more years...
is what I tell myself.
I bleed to feel something.
Scars line my right hip.
I long for love.
To be held.
I miss her...
The one who was always there.
The one who,
no matter how forbidden,
I will love infinitely.
The memory of her green eyes—
keeps me breathing,
convinces me to live just a little bit longer,
until I can finally be free
of those who have given me nothing.
I may bleed despite our promise.
But I am still breathing.
I will be strong for her.
Reinforce the creaking floodgates behind my eyes,
hide the pain when my mother curses her.
I will be strong for her.
No matter how much it breaks me.
Comments
I love this. It’s beautifully written, and I love your choice of words. I don’t really have any critiques, but I really enjoyed reading this!
Thank you!!
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