The Irony
You bury my hurt and my dreams
Stave me in the back and expect me not to bleed
You rather torment me then to leave
You love to put the blame on me
Your actions are the reaction because of me?
I'm acting out before I think
But In my brain there's a logical explanation for everything
I don't expect you to understand me
Been with you for a decade
And you still act like you don't know me
taking medications just to sleep
headphones over my ears to block out everything
shaking because I'm expecting you to swing
My fault I play the victim for everything
Let me close my eyes let me blink
Now your in my head
and I'm a whore for taking a picture of me
spending hours in the parking lot
I just need to think
I don't have the energy to argue with you
Or listen to you scream at me
regrets of going home
I cant change the way you think of me
You already have it in your head
That I can't think on my own
You put me in this box
knowing that I'm grown
Slowly suffocating me
Staring at me while I'm trying to breathe
back together but not mentally
holding grudges?? maybe
I still haven't forgave you for everything
Remembering I wanted this marriage thing
But I have to learn the hard way
My scenario for everything
Should have listen to my mom
Looked up now I'm alone
where did all my friends and family gone
burned all my bridge's keeping him at home
The Irony, so bad I wanted that family
My reality, feeling like I have
A demon at home assigned to me
Copyright © Jaquesha Webb | Year Posted 2017
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