THEY

They've all tried to break me
shutting doors,dimming lights
blocking paths,quenching opportunities
they try to read,change me,they say they know me
they come with fake smiles and butterflies filled compliments
well polished lies and untarnished images of perfection
they come all high to fear me down
tempting me with loose words all knowing my vulnerable fragile heart
they battle with my innocence with fierce words their tongues and stones their thoughts
they open doors just to shut and show me blocked roads barred down with warnings
I don't see from a distance
they poison my self esteem,with their venom "you're not better than"
they promise,they fail,accuse and point fingers
they curse down my pride,leaving it bitter and sore
quiet and unheard of
they accuse my ego
blame it for all  life did to me
they criticize my physique
find all its flaws and publicly delude it
and then they leave
they leave without a trace
\leave behind the emptiness they created
leaving the void they dung up
they leave me to pick up my shattered mess
they messed up
leave me to pick up my vulnerable fragile heart
my wounded innocence,my battered self esteem
they leave me to pick up my dirtied pride and distanced ego
the question is does it get better than this?
I thought dreams flew but all i see is an empty sky raining down hails.
-KALOIRE