Reality

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// So, I wrote a poem today during school and it's how I feel towards my mom. She doesn't believe me when I tell her things, and I ended up running away to my friends house. I knew that one day I'd finally break but didn't think it was going to be soon. So, here is a poem on how I feel towards my mom, and how she makes me feel. //

Reality

By: Valerie Barnard

What is reality when I don't have your motherly touch?

Don't have your smile or the sound of your voice much.

What is a dream, when I don't see your face?

If only you'd understand that you put me in this place.

Reality, I don't know that word.

My life is only a fairy tale. That's what I heard!

No more worrying if I'm good enough to be with you.

No more acting like I'm happy. We all know it wasn't true!

The smile that is now on my face will forever be the smile of the made up world that has formed.

For if I came back to this life you call Reality. Then it will only make my heart torn.

Chance of a happy ending, I gave up on it at the start;

When you said you didn't love me, and gave me back my heart.

The heart that is only torn; shattered as can be;

You didn't understand how much you really meant to me.

But how could you understand now? You wouldn't guess it when you don't see.

I just don't think it's clear. I'm only being me.

I tried to express the loneliness that I hide inside.

The despair, that eats away at me.

But you didn't seem to notice. I guess I wasn't important, you see.

I slowly hide in the shadows. I walk on the lonely black wood floor.

That I was never important to you. So, I leave and slam the door.

An every step that I take, every step that I get away.

I'll never forget this day;

Because I'll remember how much we parted ways.

So, there I stumbled down the black, crumbled road.

I knew I should have listened to what my heart said. I was told!

You never did love me. You lied to me that day.

I should have only listened to what my instincts would say.

Now I cross the path, of death and envy.

That this is where you sent me.

My smile has become sorrow.

My mind has become empty. The memory we once had, are now gone, and won't even come back tomorrow.

My sympathy. I swear is how I will forever feel. Towards you.

I shouldn't have fallen for your lies. I obviously knew they'd never be true.

I'm just so stupid, to have really believed you.

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