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A Glance Into Family's Twisted Song

Shoes arent named by the road they walk down,
so why must I be?
     Dont name me by my steps
Why are the sympoms punished,
instead of the sickness cured?
    Heal my hurting heart
Why when someone extends their pointer finger,
does their inner eye go blind?
    Ironic

When torn at, day by day,
by the haunting demons of change,
torture to what range,
losing the foundation I've grown so strong on.

With the worst ways watering down
the pitiful pain from this pathetic person,
fear fights, to lose face and fail.

If my fault is all you seek,
then no wonder you see a freak.
with holes in heart, must be so bleak.
for they have been there all along
you prefer to turn a blind eye to belong.
returning to our twisted family song.

Hurricanes of blame 
words unspoken of shame
Fear to be hurt.
complaining about the extrovert.
Loads of qualitatively weighted labels
waiting for another to tun the table.

So what will it take?
is it as easy as removing the one with the most mistakes?
I'll admit it
I have my faults
yet, I'm not alone in this waltz.
So dont repel this broken heart
acting like you have no part.

I claim my time as
the Black sheep of this family.
I accnowlage my brain's anomaly.
watching you struggle against it,
must be so frustrating.
yet,
Have you come to think of the one in it.
seeing your words through a lens
unknown in any of your parenting books.
At what point do the lables you cheered over sink in?
I want to learn. 
I want to change.
I slipped.
so, teach me to stand, 
with more than just the back of your hand.

My ears are open,
so please fill them with more than yelling.
My heart is open,
so please fill it with more than knives.

I love you from head to toe. I love you close or far. Busy busy busy or right here playing with you. I love you.

Copyright © Elissa Quigley | Year Posted 2017

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Darren White Date: 6/5/2017 3:20:00 AM "Shoes arent named by the road they walk down, so why must I be? // Dont name me by my steps" Ohhhh Elissa, so well written, you're such a good poet... And the pain speaks from your lines. I hope it will be alright, no, I am sure it will, it just needs time.. Be well, my friend. Login to Reply

Daniel Turner Date: 6/1/2017 5:56:00 PM "If my faults are all you seek then no wonder you see a freak" This line is what stuck with me from this poem. Very well written, Elissa:) Login to Reply Elissa Quigley Date: 6/1/2017 6:03:00 PM Thank you. sadly that is something I've been telling them for years, and will probly keep saying. If you only look for the wrong in everything that is what you will find, and then add the projected feelings on to the recipiant, its no wonder they are considered a freak... Thank you for your comment