This is not normal
This shouldn't be the case
Parents shouldn't be the reason why I write heartwrenching lines
They shouldn't be the reason why I wish to die every single time
They shouldn't be the reason I'm suffocating from their demeaning ignoring stances
They shouldn't make me feel like I am their worst enemy or even make me feel like they feel no mercy towards me
Is paradise really worth all this suffering?
The thought of it is just not being enough these days
No matter how long the blows fell apart they hit harder each time
Until prayer felt painful and bland
And I'm left wishing for nothing except a blank space where to lie forever
No happiness no gardens nothing
Just plain emptiness
Like I'm becoming
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Pensée Of Anemones
PoetryA collection of Poetry I hide from my outside world and tell you unjudging strangers
