Robbed From Childhood - Poem by Maura Sánchez
I just couldn't take it
The days always felt the same
turn into something fatal
and who's to blame?
You took away my childhood
All I had was that infancy
You joined them in my mockery
Will never heal for me
I wrote a suicide letter
just so in paper I could see
The things that were for the better
Too bad they weren't there for me
You banned me from my childhood
All the infancy in me
How could I be somebody
who wasn't me?
I found my suicide letter
Was it really from me?
As I looked at all the lettering
I noticed, it couldn't have been from me
Your name wasn't in it!
How could this be? !
I just wanna pin it
inside and deep in me
I hope you decompose and disintegrate in hell
Until I ring the bell
attached to all the memories
of what you did to me
The ones that are not dead
and will always come back to me
I wish you be tortured instead
But malicious is something I cannot be
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