Scarred childhood

by Kendra   Mar 7, 2004


Lies, distrust, deceit
it all seems to reach me
never once did i ask for this pain
never once has neone felt the same
i want to be free from this dark place
i want to be able to look you in the face
i need to see the light
and i need to regain my sight

i reach out with blurred eyes and cold hands
no one seems to understand
what a scarred childhood can do
to someone just like you

through the yells and screams i grow strong
and my crying doesnt last as long
being more independent i lose my friends
friends i thought would stay till the end
ive become too mature for such a young age
no more sudden outbursts of rage
but i always feel so left out
can i be accepted again?-that i doubt

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  • 20 years ago

    by Robyn Park

    Hey, I really liked this poem. I can totally relate to it. Never give up writing, and keep up the great work. Awesome poem!