To the Boy You Once Were
Sumayah
You despise him for
his actions, his shadows, his lies,
the marks he hid beneath the guise
of bandages torn from shallow cries,
for his heart that bled
until it finally fled.
You despise him for
tainting your brightest skies,
the bitter pills you swallowed
to drown out his lullabies.
Silent echoes drag you back,
to nights painted in black.
He despises himself.
A withered leaf pressed in
the pages of a forgotten tome.
He dug his own grave;
he was never yours to save.
He despises himself`
for echoing the words
of someone else’s pain.
From a sinking wreck he crawled ashore,
his fire extinguished in the rain;
had it burned, he might remain.
But it’s me who I despise the most.
I left you stranded, a spectre on the coast,
alone, fractured, lost in frost,
your childhood, the deepest cost.
I'd cradle your tears as they fall,
catching each one like shards of a wall.
Published in Issue No. 5, Aeternum Scriptor, February 1st, 2025.
Sumayah is a high school student who loves psychology and enjoys exploring how emotions and relationships shape our experiences. She writes about self-reflection, growth, and the complexities of human behavior. Outside of writing, she’s always curious about how the mind works and loves learning new things about psychology. Through her writing, Sumayah hopes to inspire others to reflect on their own emotional journeys.
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