Pathetic
May 5, 2008 by Gertrude
I almost cried today
replaying in my mind
wet pavement scraping skin
as my knees buckled beneath
my heavy heart
It is not about him
as they all think
it is about her…
the girl I once was
pathetic and lost
beaten by her own hands
abused in his…
how I let myself become her
is a mystery unsolved
one that keeps hope at bay
she was I
in love…
hanging on empty promises
misused and worthless
self-mutilating and broken…
I hated her then…
I hate her still.
I don’t have the words to heal you
you can only heal yourself
but know that others are willing to help you heal…
you just have to ask.
Greetings from The Marshall Islands!
Cheer up, Gertrude!
=)