Expression of Feelings

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expression of feelings

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/42334620.

Rating: Not Rated


Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: Other
Fandom: Beowulf (Poem), 短裤里的诗歌 | Poetry in shorts (Band), 시를 잊은 그대
에게 | A Poem a Day (TV), 15 Ways to Stay Alive - Daphne Gottlieb
(Poem), 刀丛里的诗 - 温瑞安 | Poems in Swords - Woon Swee Oan,
Poets of the Fall, Preiddeu Annwn | The Spoils of Annwn (Poem), Is It a
Sin to Love Thee? - Anonymous (Poem), Hildebrandslied - Anonymous
(Poem)
Additional Tags: Poetry
Language: English
Collections: Poetry Emotion (poetry-in-motion), Poetry
Stats: Published: 2022-10-12 Updated: 2022-10-17 Words: 313 Chapters: 2/3

expression of feelings
by OffendedWizard

Summary

thoughts turned into poetry


Chapter 1

I know how I feel


At least..I believe I do
I know what made these feelings develop
I know why I latched onto those fantasies
And I know now that they will never happen
So, what comes next?
What do I do after?
Now that I have released the idea,
Released you..
Who am I?
And what purpose do I serve?

o.w
Chapter 2

There was never an apology


Just an excuse
There was never a sorry
Just a “too bad”
Or some deliberate line to make me feel guilty
Whether they meant that or not.
My feelings and emotions were never validated
My silence somehow convinced them I was selfish
And when I spoke I was too opinionated
I was wrong
Narcissistic.
And that hurt
Especially from family
Who you’d expect to really truly know you.
So when I shut down they didn’t consider the possibility that I could be hurt
No
They didn’t consider the possibility that I hated myself
They just assumed I was angry and bitter.
They assumed I couldn’t grow out of “my superior mindset”
When that was the furthest from the truth.
And no matter what I said or what I did to prove otherwise
I was still that selfish narcissistic bitch to them.
A selfish narcissistic bitch that had never ever existed
And when I finally did grow angry
For some reason, it was baffling.
I had “anger issues” because I was tired of my comfort being taken from me
Because I was tired of believing the version of me they told me I was
I was tired of feeling guilty for living my life trying to satisfy my needs first
And I knew that it didn’t matter how nice I could be
I knew there would always be someone who didn’t like me
But
I didn’t know I could be hated that much.

o.w

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