Your Words

So many words are spoken

I can not even comprehend

Some make me yell in anger

Some make me unabashedly bawl my eyes out

Some of these words make

me feel worthless

Makes me want to curl up in a corner

And never come back

The tears create a puddle

And the puddle

Mirrors the pain

The verbal abuse

The scornful eyes

Throwing glares here and there

Always ending up towards me

I try my best in every way

But I still get yelled at

What must I do?

Why aren't I ever good enough??

I suppose it will never matter

Because no matter what

Your words will always hurt me

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Sarah Waldrop's picture

I really like your word choices with this poem, i can't tell you enough of how beautiufll you write!! i think i know who you are speaking of. i love you alot, keep up the good work!

-always, sarahw