There were days I wondered
Did you have a heart?
Days when the torment
Just never stopped.
We’d go somewhere
Potential to be good
You’d find issue in a word
Pull me aside, in front of family
Berate me as you thought fit
Never thinking about me
Always in the guise of making me better
Aware, conscious you’d say
Of there being more than me in everything.
The scars are thick
Life-long abysses from which
I struggle to free myself.
I avoid, I find reason
To evade people
Not look in their eyes
For fear they see
The pain within me
Giving them permission to
Join the ridicule I know is in their hearts.
I’m a joke,
I’ve heard you say,
A pathetic waste of space
Uncaring and incapable of love
Said often enough you knew
I’d eventually believe.
There are days I wonder
If you ever had a heart.
Morpethroad 
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow! This is a powerful poem, Michael. So many times people go into marriage, and right off the bat, begin finding fault with the person they married, letting them know every chance they get. Makes you wonder why they married the imperfect person in the first place, especially since they, of course, are perfect.
This is extremely well written, Michael, heartfelt and evocative. I feel your words.
Thank you Cathy. Every so often I have cause to go back in time, revisit past pain. I’d like to think it’s part of my healing.
I know what you mean…I do the same thing.
Hopefully it’s just a visit not a reliving😧
Just an occasional visit. 🙂
Its the best way to stay sane i think….
Wow Michael. This is very honest and I could feel it was stream-of-consciousness type of writing. I’m sorry the song brought back painful memories but I hope it was also cleansing. You also got to the point of a lot of song very quickly and that’s impressive. Thank you for participating.
My pleasure Mandi….I revisit I don’t relive…
Oh I’m glad 😁
Stunning words. I could feel your pain 💔
Thank you Sarah, lovely you could stop by..