
Gates Of Heaven *
Shame me
Break me
Blame me
Hate me
Hurt me
Stay silent, I tell myself
While you tell me I'm not worth it
I don't call out for help
Because I don't deserve it
but you don't realize
that I'm not blind
that I can see the end of the tunnel,
you don't want me to see
and I can see your push me harder,
like you bet I'll break and bleed
But I won't
Not now
Not ever
Because I see
The gates of Heaven."
This poem is about:
Me