This Poem Has No Title Poem by Emma Sinclair

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I never loved your mother

and I never wanted you.

I know now you didn't mean it.

But did you stop to think of the consequences of saying it?






Every time I break up with someone


all I tell myself is


my father never wanted me


so why would anyone else?






Every time I got upset or felt down


that was the first thing that came to my mind.


If you never loved her,


Why did you marry her?


If you never wanted me,


Why did you make me?






I know now you didn't mean it.


But with everything that was happening


back then


I was crushed


I felt worthless


I cried till I cut


I cut till I cried


all the time repeating


If my father never wanted me


why would anyone else?






People don't understand how much


a string of words can affect me.


Just a sudden burst of angry words,


can literally destroy me.






I Know that I am Loved


I tell myself every day.


You are loved when you feel alone,


for all the hate that Taylor gets


you don't understand how much Taylor's words


have saved my life.






I Am Loved


I Am Wanted


Even when I feel alone


Even when everyone leaves


God has a plan for me.

Tuesday, October 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,depression
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In anger my father had told me he never wanted me, this is how I dealt with it
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Emma Sinclair

Emma Sinclair

Auckland, New Zealand
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