family drama,
mixed up lies,
your hand is tightly
around my throat.
you hush me as you
say you swore nothing
in vein.
i find myself drowning
in a sea of your problems
that seems to never stop.
a father, a son, a husband
long gone.
you, you've took this chance
to draw me in
and fight using me.
everyone uses me
please,
stop.
i ran from this.
i ran from everything.
maybe that's where I learned
that running,
nobody can catch you.
but as a daughter, i shouldn't have to be the one
to scream for you.
-zmh
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the ruins of me
Poetryi love you; said me every time foolishly. if you see any grammer mistakes, please do not hesitate to contact me politely about them! also credit to whoever may have taken the picture of the flowers for my cover, I did edit it a bit but other than...
