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Stabbing My Dreams With These Tears
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Depressed Poetry Keep ripping my dreams apart,
until I can't even breathe.
Hold me down low enough
that I can never get up.
Please, just make me feel
more worthless then before.
Like I could never accomplish
anything I've ever wanted.
Have you ever heard my thoughts
scream out these things to you?
Then why must you always
bring me down to this low?
Why can't I just dream about
finally achiving my freedom?
Must I forever be the slave
that you have made of me?
Write me out a list of things that
you want me to do for you.
Let it be our only communication
so theres never a sliver of love felt.
Allow me to be emotionally drained
and so tired that I can't think.
Never let me hold my head up high
or think anything of myself.
When have I ever wanted
to feel like I'm nothing at all?
Tried so hard just to be perfect
for you in every single way.
I know the stresses and the
hardships that we've endured.
I survived every moment because
I kept all my dreams alive in my heart.
Never asked to be the family slave,
didn't want to do everything for you.
I wanted to have some dreams of
my own, something to smile about.
But I'm always going to be dragged
down it seems, until theres nothing left.
You shoved a new dagger through my already
broken heart, and now I'm dead inside.
