Freedom Cries Out~~Poetry~

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Freedom Cries Out

ever since I was a little child
I knew I didn’t fit in

I knew my existence felt
different than others
in my household

I clashed with my family

first, I was too good
and so they envied me

hated me

they thought my dad loved me more
and maybe he did,
but if so, it was out of my control

I was so scared to get in trouble
that I pleased my parents as much as I could

consequences of disobeying frightened me
so I tried to avoid my parents’ wrath

until one day, my mom asked me,
where did the good Charlotte go?

I thought, somehow, my goodness had vanished

it deadened my soul and dampened my ability to love
besides the other obstacles in my way

between the violence, control, abuse and chaos
it’s finally time to try and find a way to move on

I can’t go back in time
and the validation I would like
to receive doesn’t exist

do I really want to be met with lies,
denials, judgements, harsh words
that I DO NOT DESERVE?

after my experience,
I need to protect myself
from the ones who have harmed me
and molded my brain into the anxious mess, it is today

I need to break free to keep my own sanity

I deserve to be happy

I deserve to be free of toxic vibes
full of hatred and resentment

I want all anger and negativity away from me

I can make a decision and make
my own boundaries that others must respect

if they want to take me for granted,
then they can do it from far away
because I can disappear and cut you off
and never talk to you again once I reach my limit,
and that limit usually consists of people who cannot be honest
with me about how they have mistreated me

others can’t seem to be honest about anything
and need to puff themselves up

I am not a phoney fake who goes around trying to make
myself look better than I am because I know I’m not better than anyone

I could sit in the gutter with someone just as easily as go fine dining

I am sick of conforming to others’ expectations of me

I want to live alive and free, and if that means I have to be alone,
it doesn’t mean I have to be lonely

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“Some people create their own storms and then get mad when it rains.” — Unknown