You sapped me of my creativity
Every single ounce
I have no inspiration
Not a clue what to write
As I force these words out
My mind replays the things you said
You told me I don't care
But I promise you I do
You told me that I'm selfish
But I always think of you
I want so desperatly to say how I feel
But words can't describe the pain
I've given up trying to argue
Cuz you always twist my words
You frustrate me to no end
No matter how hard I try
I always seem to lose
For my parents
This is suffereing but there may be hope if someone else is listening and will answer to your need.
tough situations like this are tough, but eventually pass with time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is an excellent write. I applaud your abiltiy to put your emotions on paper. You need to feed off their misuse as parents and become a great writer. Sometime inspiration comes in all shapes and sizes.. even 'bad' or negletful partents. Just use it..as you already do..and you will become a stronger better person.