My Feet Hurt

My feet hurt

They hurt from having to walk on eggshells around you

In fear to set you off

In your little ball of fire that you quote on quote can’t control 

The fear that you will tell me time and time again how I am horrible and only care about myself

I did having to look for others when you couldn’t be there to sweep your own eggshells 

You hurt my feet

Now they are bleeding out with blisters all over that can’t be healed with bandages or apologies and I will forever walk on these eggshells even if they don’t exist they exist for me you embedded them in my brain that they will forever be there no matter who or where it is they are there and you ask why do you over apologize 

And I just wanna say 

Look in the mirror and then you wanna apologize 

No

You already hurt my feet enough

The blisters won’t go away

I’ve tried many remedies

I won’t work

I live everyday of my life in fear of hurting other peoples feelings

I can’t say no

Every time I say no it feels like saying no to you 

You the most self entitled person I met calling me selfish

You did this to me!!

This poem is about: 
Me

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