downstairs

My headphones are already loud

But I turn up the noise

in an effort to ignore

the turmoil downstairs

 

I don't mean to listen

I don't want to listen

I'd rather not but

 

School? Relationships? Protection?

It doesn't matter,

I don't hear anything

 

I'll take whatever I hear to my grave

I wish that I didn't have to listen to this

I just want it to be

quiet

 

Please, please,

shut up.

I have screamed it as loud as

I can be

 

But my voice cannot be heard

 

Won't anyone listen?

 

Please, please listen.

just listen.

listen? Listen? LISTEN?

Who said that?

 

I am too scared to speak again

so I

stay quiet.

 

Quiet, quiet, quiet

Why, why, why?

nonsense noNSENSE NONSENSE

 

YOU ONLY SPEAK NONSENSE

YOU WERE A MISTAKE THAT YOUR PARENTS MADE

 

But shouldn't you try to redeem it?

Redeem what? Who cares anyways?

No one listens, listens.

Nobody wants to talk.

 

These events, this betrayal, this trauma

I talked, I trusted you and

IT WAS THROWN IN MY FACE

 

I am crying now. I am sobbing...

I don't know if I'm mad anymore.

Why won't you listen?

you said you would...

I trusted you.

WHY DIDN'T YOU LISTEN?

I TRUSTED YOU

I Trusted You

 

i trusted you

 

and that's why

the turmoil downstairs

doesn't concern me

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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