Laughing Stock

Laughing Stock

A Poem by Pumpkin Girl

Greeted with derision
Became your punching bag
Bruise my body to show I'm insignificant
A subject of your anger
Exploit me from my security
Tainted my mind with violent thoughts
Harass me to remind me I'm nothing
Break me down into pieces 
Infect my peace of mind with distortion
Rob my comfort from me
They turned a blind eye
Left to be unnoticed
Chained down by their words
Escape to find the happiness I long for
Only to fail 
Forgotten and left to drown in misery

© 2019 Pumpkin Girl


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Added on April 11, 2019
Last Updated on April 11, 2019

Author

Pumpkin Girl
Pumpkin Girl

Cambridge, WI