Taken For Granted
Sitting in my dark cold room crying,
Wondering what I did wrong.
You stand on the other side of the door,
Why do you keep banging and screaming.
I do everything that you want,
It's never enough though.
You will forget about it in the morning,
Though it just happens again the next day.
Crying myself to sleep as I curl around a pillow,
Blocking out all the noise and closing my eyes.
Readying myself for the next day,
Mentally preparing myself for the abuse.
Shivering slightly as the cold air travels over my body,
Reaching for the blanket pulling it over me.
Not enough to keep the cold wind out,
Starting to shake even more.
Waking with a bad cough and runny nose,
My skin chilled to the bone.
Ask to go to the doctors,
Yet you tell me I'm a disappointment to you.
Lefting my chin up high and turning my back to you,
Letting you know how I feel.
You are an ungrateful and hateful human being,
What you think of me no longer matters.
Taking a stand I walk out the door,
With a suitcase in my hand.
You will never see how you took me for granted,
Until I'm gone till there is no more me.
This is just a poem that came to me when I was watching a movie. Up for ridicule and critizism. Not that great but it's what I came up with.