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The Saddest Part
You only were proud of me when I was destroying myself
Not with drugs or alcohol,
Because that, you were not proud of
But with exhaustion and indoctrination
With a path that followed your belief system
Littered with delusion
And self abandonment
Maybe the saddest part might be
You truly believe that was the way
Perhaps I should phrase it:
You were only proud of me when I had murdered myself
To conform into your expectations
Detaching mind body & spirit
Smothering soul
But the saddest part might be
You weren’t proud of me at all.
Not with drugs or alcohol,
Because that, you were not proud of
But with exhaustion and indoctrination
With a path that followed your belief system
Littered with delusion
And self abandonment
Maybe the saddest part might be
You truly believe that was the way
Perhaps I should phrase it:
You were only proud of me when I had murdered myself
To conform into your expectations
Detaching mind body & spirit
Smothering soul
But the saddest part might be
You weren’t proud of me at all.
Published 5th Jun 2024
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Unknowingly and too often we allow the dictates of others to define us. But you are special. You are unique. I've read a lot of writers in my 64 years, and you've got a gift of expression. That is something to proud of yourself for, screw what anyone else thinks.
5th Jun 2024 2:37pm
What an endearing compliment! Thank you. I know this is true, but my confidence waivers at times. Us poets feel quite the sensitivities and any validation is so so touching. I appreciate you. Xx
5th Jun 2024 3:17pm
7th Jun 2024 2:50pm
Some powerful and true words reflected in too many relationships. Hugs and love, Oral
8th Jun 2024 4:21pm
