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Events in this life have all led to this,
Instead of the abyss, it’s just living torment.
The demons inside wail at the thought of another day,
I cry and I pray for a different antecedent.
I can’t help but question, I can’t help but ask;
Who would I have been if I’d hidden a little longer?
Would I have been happier instead of just “stronger?”
Would I still have held myself back from my truth,
And just spent my youth hoping this facade would keep you satisfied.
I tried.
I lied.
Loving and lost is said to be the ideal,
But losing it over this? Was it even real?
Your words claimed to care but your actions scream shame,
I know I’m to blame, keep shunning my name.
Spit at my feet and claim I do that to your god,
I’ve always been a fraud, but just to keep your peace.
I prayed for release, said if this is so wrong
Then take my breath away, what’s taking so Damn long?!
I never thought I’d make it this far,
But when I look back…
I can’t help but question, I can’t help but ask;
Who would I have been if I’d hidden a little longer?
Would I have been happier instead of just “stronger?”
Would I still have held myself back from my truth,
And just spent my youth hoping this facade would keep you satisfied.
I tried.
I lied.
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Events in this life have all led to this,
Instead of the abyss, it’s just living torment.
The demons inside wail at the thought of another day,
I cry and I pray for a different antecedent.
I can’t help but question, I can’t help but ask;
Who would I have been if I’d hidden a little longer?
Would I have been happier instead of just “stronger?”
Would I still have held myself back from my truth,
And just spent my youth hoping this facade would keep you satisfied.
I tried.
I lied.
Loving and lost is said to be the ideal,
But losing it over this? Was it even real?
Your words claimed to care but your actions scream shame,
I know I’m to blame, keep shunning my name.
Spit at my feet and claim I do that to your god,
I’ve always been a fraud, but just to keep your peace.
I prayed for release, said if this is so wrong
Then take my breath away, what’s taking so Damn long?!
I never thought I’d make it this far,
But when I look back…
I can’t help but question, I can’t help but ask;
Who would I have been if I’d hidden a little longer?
Would I have been happier instead of just “stronger?”
Would I still have held myself back from my truth,
And just spent my youth hoping this facade would keep you satisfied.
I tried.
I lied.
Something I wrote up a few months ago after doing lots of thinking about growing up and trying to please my Christian parents. Even though we’re on good terms now and they’re pretty accepting, the thoughts of the past still sting every now and then.
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Relatable . The questioning and doubting of oneself the would’ve could’ve and should’ve mindset, pops up every now and again, and the thought of what could have been done differently however what’s important is that you are living your truth you are free from that tournament. It’s good to think of the past because it helps you remember the battles you fought to get to where you are now. Never forget that you are valued you are loved and you matter always and forever more.
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