My Silent Killer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Family isn't always so loving.

Submitted: May 11, 2008

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I winced from the pain of the bullet you fired;
Your aim so perfect it scared me.
Leaving me for dead,
You walked away slowly.
No ambivalence,
Only the gun smoking in your hand.
 
You filled me with emptiness,
Aware of your hatred.
A walking contradiction,
Forsaken,
Condemned.
 
I had no one to rescue me from myself;
You could have been the savior
Squelching the flames.
Instead you lit the match.
I should have known better.
 
I once called you “Mommy”,
You called me ‘Worthless.”
I believed it,
Only for your approval;
Loving embrace.
 
So long I have wanted to ask;
Was this really what you wanted?
Me hating your existence,
Wishing you resented your ways?
Did I even matter?
 
These things go unspoken
Never to be heard.
Building,
Mounting,
Until I explode.
 
Because of you,
Who had given me life.
Slowly, slowly,
It was taken.
Left behind.
Bleeding to death.
Are you happy now?

My silent killer.


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