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Just stop.
Stop commenting on my body
as if it’s still a part of you.
Stop telling me the things I can’t do
because you never had the chance to.
Stop giving me those eyes
as if I murdered your little princess
as if I chose to have my innocence stolen.
Stop expecting me to be everything you want
because I think it might be killing me.
And please stop drinking
because I know it’s killing you.
Just listen.
Listen to the tears I shed
when you’re passed out
nearly dead.
Listen to my begging
the desperate pleas that you laugh off.
Listen to the way my words catch
when I’m struggling to stand
and you’re hoping I’ll fall.
Just listen to your words
because if the poison you spit is scarring me
I can only imagine what it’s doing to you.
Just look.
Look at what you’ve done to our family,
our lives.
Look at the bruises on my thighs,
the black and blue around my eyes.
Look at how my body has mutilated itself
twisting to fit your image.
Look at the men around you
the ones who deserve that title.
Their smiling faces
their kind hands.
Now look at yourself.
And just think.