Free
I don’t know what I want
Or exactly what I need
I want someone to hold
And at the same time to be free
Free from this life
Free from the world
Let go
Have a new me born
I cant take the struggle
And don’t understand the pain
I don’t understand me
Or why it turned out this way
How a mother
Can tell so many lies
And her lover touching us
Can ignore all our cries
It makes no sense
And I’ll never understand
How you can molest us
And still feel like a man
I’ll never get how
He can touch us
And yet with him
You still share lust
I don’t know
And cant grasp what’s happening
And still I’m not sure
How exactly its all changed me
It scares me
To not know who I am
And it hurts I’m letting go
But I’ve done all I can
It scares me
To be unsure and not know so much
And with all the knowing and reason
I’m not sure the truth is what I would clutch
I’m looking for a happy ending
But there’s not one in sight
And no one I’ve ever known
Has done something right
So setting off on my own
I know for a fact will be rough
But for me and my sister and future family
I have to be tough
Copyright © Stacy Day | Year Posted 2011
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