You Think I'm Worthless

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I’m worthless, no better than dirt.
You remind me this so many times
Every day, in so many ways
Just so I won’t forget.

Just when I think you are through
You start all over again,
To see how far you can grind me
Down this time.

When I confront you about this
You start yelling and twist my words.
Tell me you never said those things,
Trying to make me look stupider than you
Think I am.

You yell at me and tell me
You hope I can’t read someday,
Which either means I’m blind
Or I’m finally dead.

You’ve never been this mean
And vindictive before,
But your temper is changing.
I actually flinched this time,
Instead of standing ramrod straight to your harsh words,
Because I thought you were going to hit me.
You have to be the almighty man,
The one always in charge.

You almost have me believing
That I’m worthless,
But I know I’m not.
Underneath this hard shell
That I now wear,
Buried deep,
So no one can see,
Is me.

Last night I felt the shell crack,
Just a little bit,
But a big enough crack that can
Be pried open and the shell
Left behind.

The old confident, sure of myself me
Will be exposed, never to be
Hidden away again.

If you don’t like this me,
The me that you married,
All those years ago.
Tough shit….
You will never walk on me again.

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yosemitesam4523yosemitesam4523over 17 years ago
One Real Man's Take

I can only pray this was inspired not from the authors personal life experience. There is a place in hell reserved for the character that is written about.

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
You are strong

in the midst of pain. You feel both. And inspire us.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
you have to be stronger

than you ever thought you could be. They fear strength, it makes them feel small. Get away as soon as you can and dont look back. Im still working up the nerve to do it...so I wont sign my name, but I wish you the best

Bridget69Bridget69almost 19 years ago
THEY are worthless...

the ones who belittle and abuse others. It's difficult, but you have to break the cycle and stand up for yourself. Very sobering piece.

Jennifer CJennifer Calmost 19 years ago
strong and sad

Mental abuse can often

be far more damaging than

physical abuse and extremely

difficult to walk away from.

Well done for touching on

such a difficult subject and

for doing it so well.

thanks.

~ J

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