My Dark Rising

By: Stephanie MacDonald

Pulled, ripped, tattered, and torn
Did my parents wish I was never born
Never showed me the love I craved
Instead used drugs to assure early graves
Showed me lifestyles I never needed to see
Why can't you both see how this affected me?
Lies, pain, anger, and hate
Look what you've done to my emotional state
It almost seemed easier when I was young
When I couldn't fully see your painted tongues
Let down, hurt, upset, and lost
You just wanted a high, regardless of cost

Yes, I know this was not my fault

But so many wounds, why also be salt?
You used your hands and toxic words
Although I've healed, my heart still hurts
Your shadows the same as they've always been
I refuse to let history repeat yet again
While saying a prayer and bidding farewell
I remove myself from your self-created hell