When I was sad and depressed,
I needed you to be cheer me up.
Instead, I drank till I was numb enough not to feel anything.
When everyone was attacking me and putting me down, making me feel so low,
I needed you to be the one to defend me and be on my side.
Instead, I endured all the cruel words and criticism the world threw at me.
When I lost all my friends and had no one,
I needed you to be that only friend I had left.
Instead, I experienced what the word "friendless" really meant.
When I was scared and frightened,
I needed you to be my security blanket.
Instead, I had to live in fear.
When I was angry and full of rage,
I needed you to calm me down.
Instead, I kept it all bottled up inside.
When I felt so lonely and needed someone to care,
I needed you to hold me tight and never let me go.
Instead, I grew up alone with no one to turn to.
When I was hurt and in pain,
I needed you to come running with you healing ways.
Instead, I remained scarred and bruised.
When I would inflict self-torture, wanting to die,
I needed you to stop me and tell me how important I was.
Instead, I hid my scars and became oblivious to everyone.
When I would cry myself to sleep at night,
I needed you to wipe the tears away.
Instead, I held my pillow tight while never-ending tears streamed down my face.
When my world was crashing down on me,
I needed you to be the one I ran to.
Instead, I locked myself in my room in complete despair.
When I felt unloved,
I needed you to tell me how much you loved me.
Instead, I learned the words "I love you" are meaningless.
Not Getting Love From Mother
As the eldest in the family I was always the one who got blamed for the mistakes of my sister. My sister and I don't share a bond. As far as I can remember, we were still young when I put...
I Needed You
Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
I am a girl with a deep passion for writing, my mind can go on and on. My goal in life is to complete my own autobiography. Give me a pen and sheet of paper and leave me to my thoughts. The quiet ones are always the ones who have plenty to say.
You are not alone. I am the youngest. I had two other sisters. My middle sister passed away in 2010 from cancer. Since then, I’ve felt lost. I used to do everything for my mom just so I could keep her from hurting and tried keeping a smile on her face. But the more I did for her, the less grateful she became. I’ve gone through some bad times over the years. I thought I had my mum to help me just like I helped her. I was so wrong. All she did was make fun of me. She also got my eldest son to do the same. I sometimes sit and think what did I do so wrong. When I lost my sister, I didn’t just lose her; I lost my whole family because I no longer keep in touch. One thing I’ve learned is that we can only do so much to make others happy. I found out with my mum that she was very selfish and heartless.