Exiled

By LunaFlower

There once was a girl
A beautiful headcase
She hid her scars with cotton and lace
Whipped repeatedly with a vengeance to match
None went too shallow, like that of a scratch

Many years later, the people bid her leave
They could no longer have her stay, they thought her naïve
They sent her on a quest, to find her true psyche
To this, she was as vengeful as the spirit of Nike
Her quest was no longer an option
For she found she was to be put up for adoption
She cut her wrist, then all she said aloud was this,
"Funny how all I wanted was a hug and a kiss."

TO MY ASSHOLE PARENTS

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Published on Wednesday, March 1, 2017. Filed under: "Non-Fiction" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

From a person unloved, LunaFlower

Comments on "Exiled"

On Thursday, March 16, 2017, Drea (1388) wrote:

This was a hard read. I'm sorry you had to endure this. Welcome.
A former member wrote: Nicely rhymed. Welcome, poet.
On Wednesday, March 1, 2017, dwells (4177) wrote:

Some finely rhymed couplets LF and like they always say: we can pick our nose, but we can't pick our parents. Things will get better - cheers! - Dan
On Thursday, March 16, 2017, LunaFlower (8) wrote:

Thank you. I really appreciate the feedback. I've actually never heard that saying before, but it definitely works. Thanks again.
A former member wrote: I couldn't help but tear up at this. My step-mom used to abuse me physically and emotionally, and I often wanted to hurt her as much as she's hurt me. Very raw and powerful, dearest. I hope that you find some peace in your life. Reb:).
On Thursday, March 16, 2017, LunaFlower (8) wrote:

Thank you so much. I hope you can find peace from your childhood. I'm really sorry.