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What Did I Do?

I lay there dreary eyed And congested Suffering in pain Drowning in silence I sit there distinctively Wrapped inside my blanket Watching the heater Move slowly back and forth I lay there only to feel, Feel the increased tension arise As the hours go by Gently I move Toward the end of the bed As he turned over and said What time is it? I replied And suddenly I could hear all the anger in his voice As he began to yell at me My eyes started to water The sea of tears Swiftly turned into an ocean I could see the enormous disappointment and Increasing anger that approached his face As if I was a thief Who had stolen his wallet I left the room Escaped to my place of solitude I took a shower Only to stand there desiring the pressure of the water Running down my back To give me some relief, relief from what I'm feeling I cried out loud, what did I do? Time and time again Only to hear his voice playing like a broken record Over and over in my head I stay there for awhile and then retrieve to my secret place The place I hide inside And once again, this memory begins and I just pretend That nothing ever happened. I lay down to sleep, close my eyes and Delete If only I knew. What did I do?...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/6/2009 4:45:00 AM
There is no doubt in my mind it has anything to do with you. More his issues, whatever they may be. Believe this, he is probably not good enough for you anyway. I have bad memories too, and how I wish I could stop their replay. It is good you wrote it out. Concentrate on positive energy. It is healthier. An excelling write with deep emotions pouring out. Love, Shar
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Date: 3/5/2009 9:03:00 PM
The sea of tears Swiftly turned into an ocean! Wow, nice stanza. Great work...Raul
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Date: 3/5/2009 7:43:00 PM
Tyesha this well written poem has so much raw emotion just pouring off the page - Usually when we are left with a question like this stuck in our minds there is no answer because we did nothing wrong some folk can only feel good about themselves by putting others down - Instead of climbing up that ladder on their own they must step on someone else to make it - Its just human nature with some folk - God Bless you and your beautiful heart - YF4L, MJ
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Date: 3/5/2009 7:38:00 PM
Oh shoot Ty this is so frustrating. The person in the poem just looking for a reason for insanity. There is no logic in abuse.
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