My Living Nightmare

Wed, 11/26/2014 - 23:28 -- Herma

When every summer

You spend locked in your room

Crying, feeling hopeless

Thinking it was your fault

Because they made you think

You were the crazy one

Your whole life

When your mother and father

Don’t love each other

Like they used to

And they blame it all on you

You reach for normality and peace

But you’re lost in a storm

A storm out of your reach

And all you want

Is for the voices

To stop

All you want is to be freed

And your brothers

Don’t help

One is yelling at your parents

And the other is running wild

Because he can’t take the mess

And you’re left alone crying

With no-one to hold

And they blame you

Call you the broken daughter
say you need to be locked up

For your own good

When it never feels

That they look out for

You

They spoil you with material things

To keep you satisfied

But all you want is something real

Maybe a hand to hold

Someone to tell you

That you’re gonna be okay

That its not always gonna be this way

But all you have is yourself

And all you have known

Your whole life

Was this loneliness

And when someone shows you love

You push it away

You can’t handle it

Because everything is broken

Your mind, your heart, your soul

And you keep yourself busy

Because success is your only poison

Your only ticket away

From the storm

You can’t wait to leave

You crave your own adventure

Because maybe

For the other half of your life

You can learn how to be happy

And you won’t have to put on a smile

Every time you cry your heart out

So they don’t see

So they don’t see

And maybe someday

You can release all your troubles

And someone will listen

Or maybe you won’t have an audience

Maybe you’ll just scream it to the mountains

They will listen

They will listen

They always held your thoughts

Maybe then you will finally be able to let go

Maybe then you will feel how you should feel

And maybe you won’t hear them yelling

At you, at each other

And someday maybe you’ll be everything to someone

And you won’t repeat the same mistakes they did

And I hope you don’t

I hope you don’t

Because you are a good soul

That deserves some rest

 

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