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Wordy Wednesday

The child is grown
The dream is gone
I have become comfortably numb
― Pink Floyd

dont call me bitch

when i was a child you said some words,
now i know,
it seems absurd,
but on that day,
i changed forever
perhaps i should’ve just said
“whatever”!
but i let it grow into my bones,
those words stung
when i was alone,
you never knew the harm you did,
i was just a defenceless kid!

but i grew to believe those words,
a thing you shouldn’t
say to girls,
and now i am grown,
what can i say,
in remembrance of that hurtful day.
I’ll shout it out….
“I’m not a bitch!”
even scream it
at fever pitch!

i remember the trees crumpled in shame,
when you called me,
disparaging names!
forgiveness has always been my quest,
but never say,
those words
in jest…..

 

Author:

I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

4 thoughts on “Wordy Wednesday

  1. The very hurtful words were said to me on several occasions and at 75 they still sing like hell though long ago I realized they were untrue!!! Forgiving the offender has come to pass. But it’s the forgetting that remains a challenge. Sure wish the brain had a delete button! 🙂 🙂 🙂

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    1. I know what you mean, Natalie, a delete button would be very helpful. When I wrote this piece the amazing thing was it didn’t hurt anymore. I think the trees were really in solidarity with me! 😉

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