Overeactive.
Trying hard not to show that I’m angry is tougher than I thought.
Frustration fills my heart
You bring me down
You drag me, drag me on the ground
You accuse me of things that a person who hates you would do
your words fly like darts
Piercing into the
softest
deepest
most loving
parts of my heart for you
I get up from where we sit
because I can’t breathe as I feel these stones in my chest start to fit
into a wall much like the one you have for me
and for everyone who loves you.
You say I’ve gone too far
I say you’ve crossed the line
I keep quiet as you say the blame is all mine.
There’s no resolution, only empty threats
The Truth gets blown up
as I try my best to forget
Your voice gets louder as I look away
this pain that you have, it’s only shown
the clear message that you trust no one
not even your own
there’s so much power to your words, to who you are.
and it’s sad that you have no clue
that when a mother teaches her kids to hate their father
don’t you see?
that it’s reflective of only you.