Rock-A-Bye-Baby

Growing am I,
so hurt,
I'm numb to you.

Tiny hands,
tiny feet,
yet I practically
fended for
myself;f on the
streets.

You gave up,
with-out a care;
now I'm left with a
painful stare----a
stare so deafening,
that it's high pitched
tears don't terrify
me.

The wounds fester and
are loathsome, this
memory engraving
itself, like a silent hunger.

Rock-a-bye-baby that's how
it goes.
Rock-a-bye-baby, this is what
you've shown.
Rock-a-bye-baby, here I go.
Rock-a-bye-baby, I wish I'd
never known.

Grown am I,
so stabbed
with pain, still
there's stains.

Left to cry,
left to die.
So many thousand
sighs, and numerous
lies. Your voice peels,
at the lining of me;
come on I just want
to be free.

The thought of your
abandonment,
lives with me. The
fear of being treated
like that, haunts me,
like the ghost of your
face that dances, on my
face, making traces
inside this world of mine.

Rock-a-bye-baby, I've
fallen and I can't get up.
Rock-a-bye-baby, it's so hard
to grow up.
Rock-a-bye-baby I can't give
up.
Rock-a-bye-baby, we all fall
down.
Rock-a-bye-baby, forever
burns the parching words,
which for a moment are
given life.

**ok so I'm trying to expand my genera..this is about me and my past about my mom giving up on me and leaving me to fend for myself as a baby. I also saw them fighting she neglected-us..so still to this day i have trouble trusting people..so yea...hope you take my heart seriously, this also was hard to write about.**

LISSA