THE THINGS YOU DO
BY C Wynter

And just like that you break me down, words are really quite powerful,
Especially said with so much venom, my soul feels sorrowful,
I am trying to numb these feelings, so I won't go over the deep end,
Beating me as you project your insecurities, just another voice in my head,
Dear mother, why do you hate me so? why do you seek to hurt?,
Why as I am trying to heal myself you do things to make it worse?,
I am made into a child again, as you attack my insecurities,
Mocking my mental state, such evil, I hate your reality,
I will never be understood, never have a safe place,
So I will withdraw into my mind, anything to escape your hate,
For if I don't do something, I will follow the voice that says end it,
That you're nothing to no one, if gone, you will not be missed,
So I will battle with this, it hurts but that's just so you,
I wish I wasn't like this, so vulnerable to the things you do,
So I will say a prayer, do my best not to sink into the dark,
Where the strength will come from, I don't know, but I have start,
I am sure there will be more battles, as old hurts rise again,
Will do my best to numb these emotions, to avoid the bitter end.

© C.Wynter