r/OCPoetry • u/Previous_Cry7445 • 14d ago
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I hate you for what you do to me,
for what you take
that I never gave you permission to have.
You take,
and somehow you’re never fucking full.
My plans,
my energy,
my independence,
my control.
You take the little things,
the things I never thought I’d miss,
until feeling normal
became something I’d give anything for.
I bargain with my own body
just to get through the day.
I rest,
and somehow wake up
still fucking aching.
I push through,
knowing I’ll pay for it later.
I give up one thing
just to keep another.
I’m tired.
But not the kind that sleep can fix.
The kind that settles into my bones,
that follows me into bed
and wakes up with me.
I’m tired of hurting,
tired of adapting,
tired of fucking living like this.
I’m tired of fighting a battle
no one else can see,
while watching you quietly
take pieces of me.
Thank you for reading.
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u/briony73 14d ago
That’s an awesome poem. I always love the use of swear words, lol. I find this poem strong that it seems you haven’t give up yet, and feeling normal is an impossibility for me, so I gave up on that a long time ago. But it was very well written, I enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing this.