I feel so numb
What you’ve said to me makes me feel so dumb
No one will love someone so fat
That’s what you’ve told me
I mean who does that?
You’re my mother, you’re supposed to protect me
But instead you talk and make fun until you break me
Now I’m broke, broke beyond repair
I sit in therapy every week with a voice of despair
Just trying to feel something real
Just trying to make things clear in my mind
But I can’t
Between the constant murmur of you and the reminder of what he did
I sit and stare trying to figure out exactly what I did wrong
I try and write these songs
just trying to figure out where I belong
Trying to distract me from the fact that I’m not who I’m supposed to be
And I blame HIM for that.
You see even though your voice is strong in my head
And everywhere I go my mind keep reminding me I’m dead
He’s the one who’s caused the most pain.
He’s the reason I’ve gone insane
I wanna forget and pretend this never happened
And the sad thing is my mind has that memory wrapped up tight.
You see, I don’t remember the details but that memory is still there
And for some reason
I. Still. Fight
To find it
To open it
To know what’s true
It’s been over 20 years since he did his deed
Now I sit every night and with God I plead
Why, why me and why does this still hurt
After all this time I still feel like dirt.
God teach me to forgive
I know he hasn’t thought any more of it
While I’m over here messed up daily.
I’m over it.
About the Creator
Janice Page
I am a wife to a wonderful husband and a mom of 3 learning how to cope with bipolar. Writing is one way I cope. I am just starting out writing publicly. I usually write for myself.
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