Bend Your Blame Backwards

by Carissa   Sep 25, 2011


Here you are pointing the finger in my direction;

When you had taught me there is no such thing as perfection.

Stranded you leave me here accused;

Of a person I am not and I will refuse!

As a Kid I tried to be all yours;

The rejection only ended with slamming doors.

Why have you done this? Who are you?!

The question is, do you even know your own truth?

On my own I struggle for survival;

While you sat there, a hypocrite, pushing the bible.

Last I heard its chinese proverbs you have quoted;

When you said its forever God we must be devoted.

Anger seeps under my skin;

Fingers from everyone pointing at my sin.

When, here you are, pushing everybody away;

As people try but of course you don't sway.

I am your Child, not a messanger;

Forever I've been loyal, always your passenger.

Then you point at me with furrowed brows;

In accusation because you don't want to keep your vows.

I've never been the enemy in all of this;

I'm tired of all you allege on me, its such a Dis!

Thinking back I can not recall;

What caused this misery, this terrible fall.

My heart burns with unbearable hurt;

And my eyes sting with the knife of betrayal.

Please save me the pain of surprise;

While I stab myself into my own demise.

*Divorce causes people to change into complete strangers, this is my story*

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