Reticence in the Present

unspoken words to a substance abusive parent

What were you thinking would happen--

Wipe away those tears with a napkin.

Stumbling on this treacherous road,

emotions gravely heaving my load.

Sometimes I am ignored;

most of the times, I am just unheard.

You think you are the victim,

as you cheat yourself in this system.

A system of mood swings and demeaning words.

Words that so easily fly off the tip of your tongue like a flock of birds.

I feel more alone when I am with you than when I am by myself.

I am trying to find lost emotions on imaginary shelves.

Where did happiness hide itself--

I cannot find it anywhere inside myself.

I fake happy emotions to fake that I am ok,

but deep down is where my true emotions lay.

Hiding was never my intention.

I guess it is my attempt to avoid attention.

Really, attention is all I need.

Did I do something wrong--

I did not mean to misread;

Loving me was your only deed.

I try to reach out, and I try to protect you.

You have lost everyone else, there is no one to turn to.

I am giving you so much, and you do not know how to reciprocate.

But if one day I hope you can see my side, try and relate.

Reviews

[Ruth]

A hard situation to purge...wonderfully walked through with insight...time has a knack of letting us see what must be done and how to heal...powerful piece Molly :)

[Molly F]

Thank you so much!!

[dogsrrlykewl]

Really enjoyed this piece. Keep on doing what your doing!