There's Nothing Left
by
Leigh G.
(Age: 14)
copyright 06-24-2008
Age Rating: 10 to 127
There’s nothing left
You have killed it all
There’s nothing left
Not even a machine
Can function without something put back into it
There’s nothing left…
Of the person you once defined as “me”
I’m breaking down
As the world around me decays
You look so surprised
You act like you don’t understand
But it hasn’t been cared for or maintained
Surely you, who loves to sacrifice today,
To give yourself a momentary culmination…
Could comprehend your lack on concern,
Is what uprooted all the happiness in our small fragment of the world
There’s nothing left
I don’t mean to sound unfair
There’s nothing left
I know you don’t seek a better tomorrow
There’s nothing left
But please don’t hate me for it
You destroyed who I was
There’s nothing left of the original “me”
Don’t dread losing me
Or play it off as though you’re a martyr;
Pretending you’re sacrificing all you have for an imaginary greater good
Is a worse sin than dissatisfaction with what is given to you
You lack of caring is what stared the downward spiral
And decay of the one you once knew to be “me”
Even when you were given another chance
Despite not being worthy of it
You didn’t change a thing
You’re back to blaming me for all that goes wrong
You still disapprove of all my actions to preserve what I cherish the most
Is the idea so foreign to you that you can’t realize it?
One mistake and I become a criminal
You become the judge
Though I lack any form of defense
You hold to the old world’s perception of crimes,
And treat me as guilty until proven innocent
I’m emotionally executed in my own home
There’s nothing left
It’s all been deformed and deluded
There’s nothing left
Of the kind mother I once knew
Thus, there’s nothing left of you too
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Okay--I'm adding another one of yours to my fav list. Wow--you said it all about a relationship gone bad. Those bonds can seem like chains in a messed up home. And if there is "nothing left" of love you want nothing to do with hate. If there is "nothing left" of a daughter as the parent wants to see her, then there is "nothing left" of a mother because you can't love something that isn't.... What is your relationship then? Fantasy? The emotion of this poem got me deep. Keep sharing. I'll be looking for more.
wow this was truly an amazing poem
it kidan sucks u got that one three star cuz i dont thing thats fair.
this is so true on so many levels and i thin kit shows how some peope lare truly degrated into nothign due to what others actions inflict
one thing.....You lack of caring is what stared the downward spiral ...........is it supposed to be stared or started? i wasnt sure
anyway i love this poem it showed so much emotion i could relate to
-yours truly
Sammy
Many of my friends come from broken homes, so I understand what you're trying to say. There is a very thin line between love and hate - this poem stands right on that line. The kind of pain a child goes through when his parents hurt him - intentionally or unintentionally - is the kind of pain that not many people would understand; it's a searing kind of pain that leaves you scarred for life - but the pain goes away, sooner or later! Lovely poem - an arrow to the heart.
Some people are dis attached. The Mother here has driven the love from you, yet there is love there or you would not feel hurt. Love and pain are very close. What you love can cause you the most pleasure or PAIN. Parents usually try to give what is needed to teach their young, so that they do not have the same misfortunes, but some cannot see past their own needs. Your mother has taught you by bad example. Try not to continue this with your own children as you know it to not be the right way! I wish you love and luck. This was a very emotional piece. Great job, Anthony
I know the feeling that you speak of. You know quite a bit about the fiasco my father initiated. His antics have torn apart my home, alienated a good deal of people, AND all but turned me against him. Save for my mother, my home has little left for me anymore. But this is not only about me: it is about the community of those like us.
I found a lot that spoke to me as I read this. The lines about "Pretending you’re sacrificing all you have for an imaginary greater good" and "Even when you were given another chance Despite not being worthy of it You didn’t change a thing " stood out, considering that those were the viewpoints my mother and I held. I find the most powerful line to be "...I’m emotionally executed in my own home"
because that was how I felt (and continue to feel) about the whole fiasco. This work gives the sense that everything you knew and how you felt about her have been totally blasted by her actions. The sense of betrayal and loss permeate the poem and never let go until the end, and even then it seems like it lets go reluctantly.
It seems that you are among the countless that have experienced physical and/or emotional distancing from a parent for whatever reason. You make that clear in no uncertain terms. And you do so quite well. Perhaps work like this is why I called you the Permafrost Poetess in the first place. Anyway, good work and never forget that there are people (including me) that know what you speak of in this poem and who care.
Wow, I thought it be about a lost love too , a shock at the end. A very deep and painful write, lots of feeling and aches. A great read. I hope everything does go better for you with your mom!
:) Good work on this!
I wasn't prepared at all for the write being to/about a parent. I thought it was focused towards a lost love. Then I read June's comments, went O.O; and it all made much more sense. Very subtle, the inclusion of that one word, and sneaked in there, the way it was, to reorient the entire write. ^^
Wow, That's...deep. There's always a time in a mother and child relationship that this type of feeling occur. I've felt that way before, so I expressed my 'displeasure' with my mother. Things never worked out but by speaking up we have more control over ourselves.
Anyway, that's a nice piece. Thanks for the pleasant read.
Leigh - This is a sad yet smoothly written piece. I must say I was surprised on the first read that it was about a parent-child relationship. Having been both a child and parent in such a relationship, I know how intense it is. I believe that the greater the hurt, the greater the depth of feeling, and thus the greater potential for true friendship and joy. Just a small "nit", 4th stanza, 5th line typos, should be you're and started, (I think).
Nice write, good job...........June
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