Existance

People question their existence frequently. Sometimes, it becomes second nature. Sometimes, it can even consume you.

They refused to accept my flaws.

They refused to accept my pain. 

Instead, he hurt me more and scolded me for my flaws.

Instead, my hatred consumed me like fire to a forest.

Instead, she stood, watching, a useless dud. 

Instead, I despised my existence.

Because if the people who created me,

Hated me to the curve of my spine,

Then why live

At all?

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[HB Rita]

'Because if the people who created me,
Hated me to the curve of my spine,
Then why live
At all?'______________ I did not get the line. People created you? There is only one creator above us who has created us....GOD ALMIGHTY.
You may tried to message something else but I am sorry that I and not getting it.

[Trapped]

It's fine!
I tend to be a bit cryptic.
I meant my parents when I said the people who created me. (i'm actually atheist sooo...)

[HB Rita]

It’s fine. Atheism is worldwide. No comment on personal view. Poem was very approaching. Keep writing.

[Trapped]

Thank you.