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Deliberate Vulgarity
Kindness to myself has been gradually scraped away.
A thorny bouquet forced onto my shaky hands is the only thing allowed to stay.
A sad smile of a stray.
Rocks thrown from the people that I loved dearly and trusted.
My maternal figure.
My paternal figure.
Yet, he denies dumping anything into my already delicate fissures.
What is so bad that they did to me you ask?
Torture what I had left of what is called "self-esteem."
Tell me I am doing good
Just to turn around and kick me to say, "All you do is play, take a crap, and eat food."
I am just the result of their so called "success."
A failure.
What do you got to say for yourself, "player"?
Those who may think that my parental figures did the worst,
never realize how many pieces of my psyche they put in the hearse.
How many beautiful lies have you told the family and friends of yours and mines?
All you could ever do when it comes to confrontation on your lies is whine.
Do not think I forgot how degrading your words are.
My parents and your words are never too far.
"You suck."
Well, at least, I am not one of your people that is stuck in your delusional muck.
"In reality, I did nothing to you."
Yes, you did. You got me trust you and deliberately slaughtered me with your words through and through.
You knew well that I was not doing good in my situation.
Neither was my education.
You will never admit that you lack remorse.
Among them, you are the worst as my parents think I am the living reject of their intercourse.
-Snow that Flutters down like Feathers

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