This week’s challenge is Do you see something of yourself in this little child? If so, what?
Trashed
I’ve been no better than trash
mindlessly tossed away – forgotten
I.
Mother, how I begged
for your attention
craved it
but you couldn’t be bothered
you tossed me aside – abandoned
II.
Oh how I loved you
worked so hard to please you
gave up my youth
to be by your side
you tossed me out – homeless
III.
Did our friendship
mean more to me than you?
I devoted my time to you
gave you every piece of me
but you too tossed me away – crushed
IV.
Our marriage was built on lies
no deep love to be found
I was a doormat
a battleground of abuse
left out in the cold – tossed away.
Now to pick myself up
toss you all out of memory – trashed
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Courage, resilience, standing in your own power 🙂
*smiles* yeah, I finally figured it all out… only took me 46 years to do it and now that I am quickly approaching 50, I am glad I will go into my second half-century more the wiser 🙂
Go you 🙂
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Very poignant, Lori. It was interesting the way the poem came full circle. Good job.
Thank you, Calen 🙂 sometimes dark places bring me to the light 🙂