Can you see me?
Do you see me? Standing in the corner.
All black and blue like a Monet or Turner
Hiding from view as to not make a scene
Whilst inside of me, is a silent scream.
Childhood now gone I’m now an adult
I ask, Do you see me? Do you see me?
Years of violence by the kindness of hands
How could I trust a mum and a dad
I see you now but don’t look at me
under this armour I’m vulnerable you...
Tuesday 1st March 2022 6:05 pm
Your Scar
(For the girl who haunts my dreams still)
Dear Daddy,
Not that you'd care, but
All that I wanted
was to make you proud
But, I was too stupid
Too fat
Too loud
All you ever did
was bring me down
I was your scar
Your permanent frown
I was your verbal punchbag
In your whiskey fuelled state
Never felt like your child
Just a vess...
Tuesday 1st February 2022 2:04 pm
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