A Broken Life
You led me to anorexia,
And body dysmorphia, too,
Now my insecurities,
Have followed me my whole life through;
You instilled in me everything that was,
So clearly vain & all wrong,
Like worth was the face that people see,
And without that you do not belong;
I never felt like I measured up,
To a single thing wanted of me,
You made me feel like ‘the bad apple’,
When inside, the real treasure was me;
Your words and actions led me down,
A road to abuse & despair,
All I ever wanted of you,
Was one damn thing showing you cared;
You always were right, you could not be wrong,
You threw those lies into my face,
All I wanted was to feel your love,
But then everything else took my place;
You had no room in your heart for me,
Or maybe you don’t have a heart,
A million tears fell from my eyes,
Until I left home, life didn’t start;
But still your words affected me,
To this day they still play in my head,
Everyone got the family I craved,
I felt I was better off dead;
And now in the mirror, all I see,
Is ugliness & all that is wrong,
You conditioned me to be this way,
Now this hollowness continues on;
For decades I’ve tried hard to erase,
The non-values you instilled in me,
I fight hard to hide it from my kids,
But I know deep down they DO see;
I long for love, I long for warmth,
I long for other’s unselfish love,
Because of all I missed in my life,
That led me to only selfish love;
Relationships are hard for me,
I keep getting dealt a crappy hand,
I now look for everything I lost,
From my parents now, in a good man;
I just wanted a childhood,
A place to feel normal and free,
Instead I grew up far too fast,
And look at where that has led me;
I was never dumb, I was always brave,
And everything you said were lies,
But certain things won’t vacate my head,
You did this, yet I’m doing your time.
About this poem
This is a poem about my mom, and how she affected me from the start of life into adulthood. Now she’s at the end of the line with dementia & I forgive her, but all the bad that started in my life was caused by my parents, namely her. I longed for normalcy, a real family (like seemingly everybody else had, or at least much closer), and a strong bond with my mom, most especially. And all I ever got was put down & zero sense of self. I wonder who or where I’d be, with the proper support system in place. Guess I won’t ever know, but mom… I still do love you. Seeing you right now breaks my heart, but I’ll be there until the end for you. I just wish our relationship could have been different more »
Written on August 15, 2023
Submitted by Twinpossible on August 22, 2023
Modified by Twinpossible on August 22, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,875 |
Words | 436 |
Stanzas | 26 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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