the love of a family

Mirror mirror on the wall

do you really expect me to fall.

All their lies

and their despise,

We used to be a family

Now they chose me as the preferred enemy.

I am breaking underneath their blame

it burns me like a blazing flame.

They are not right

and this time I will fight.

I didn’t make her sick

they can beat me with a stick

but I will stand tall

I am not going to fall.

I am not to blame

this ceased to be a game.

They broke me as a child

and said that I was wild.

They left me scared and damaged

it’s still a wonder to see; all that I’ve managed.

It’s starting anew

bruising me black and blue.

I can’t understand why

and believe me, I do try.

They say my biggest mistake was to be born

looking at me with their scorn.

I never wanted this

where is the much advertised bliss?

I’m broken and still breaking

how much more am I supposed to be taking?

They make me cry and curse and want to scream

Wake me up from this bad dream.

But this is my reality , my life

and their words hurt me worse than did my knife.