Disclaimer: I made this when I was feeling down. Also this is my point of view on my relationship with my step-father.I think the poem will be pretty self- explanatory. If not just review and I will try my best to answer them.
Slowly a part of me dies
each day
At the hands of one whom I left my trust to stay
He shall strive for perfection
and will always expect me to do the same
Yet why must I suffer the blame
Why was I chosen to pay
For deeds that were innocent and simple
Mistakes
I am left empty and nothing will make the pieces fit again
They are too jagged and broken to fit in the
imperfect puzzle that I am
I will never be complete
So slowly a piece of me dies each day
Leaving me more emptier
Lost in an abyss that leaves my heart heavier
Leaving me with nothing to say
I am a puzzle that will never be complete
All the pieces that I have lost will never be retrieved
I trusted him since I was young
For I had no one else to go to lean on
Yet in the end I was deceived
I am imperfect and shall
Always be incomplete