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Scars
Nov 5, 2005 11:36:38 GMT -5
Post by Ranna on Nov 5, 2005 11:36:38 GMT -5
A family of old A legend of honor, A generation of shame. A generation of disgust.
My ancestors, My history, A burden, I must now bear. That none other in my family could. Relatives, Who are mere mistresses, Men, Who rip others, of their worth. Brothers, Who struggle before me. I remain the last, The untested, The one They look to.
I feel Their critical gaze, A neverending judgement. Pushed to excel Beyond all others. Every step, Is seen as a falter. Every choice, The wrong one. Every success. Is a failure.
If, ever, I am to give up. To truelly fail. To make a mistake. They will see. They will note. They will punish.
Although I am the top In my class. They scorn my incapability To soar high above. Yet they themselves, COuld never do.
I pushed myself Beyond that which was nessecary. Beyond all physical limitations. Much too far. For them.
My reward, Was the darkness that seized my mind. The blaring sound of an ambulance, The rage, and helplessness, As I collapsed On a cold tile floor. And Them. Their enraged glares. Harsh words. And heavy hands.
How I wished to escape, To free myself. But the chance never arose. Never will. For I am caught In this web. I can never destroy these ties.
These scars that will never heal. Both mental and physical. Are beaten into me. One who is never good enough. Who will never be good enough. ~~
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Scars
Nov 8, 2005 13:35:09 GMT -5
Post by DadsGFNOV1st1974 on Nov 8, 2005 13:35:09 GMT -5
whoa..very very very good! *applauds*
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Scars
Jan 1, 2006 14:49:54 GMT -5
Post by sideshowbob on Jan 1, 2006 14:49:54 GMT -5
yes, very nice
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