Five Years

Patiently perfect
Sitting on a shelf expectantly
For the day you will find
All the cracks and scars
You've accidentally placed on me

Emotionally exhausted
Sitting on a bench expectantly
For the day you will see
All 1,000 paper cuts
You've unconsciously sliced into me

Truthfully trust-less
Standing on my own sagely
For the day you know
All the love and hope
You've carelessly destroyed in me
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem was inspired by my father, and the emotional trauma he has put me through. This is my own personal experience.