Memories I Keep

I still feel the pain,
Hard to stay sane,
With memories that never go away.
Day by day,
The pain is born again.

Whatever I did was wrong,
With my parents, I never got along.
The beatings,
Never brought comfort;
Plain misery, a mile long.

I remember sleeping hungry,
Once I forgot to feed the pigs.
I remember being lonely;
My parents barely talked to me.
All these, stuck as memories.

Mine ain’t skin, but a hide,
From the abuse, I could not hide.
I felt hated with all might.
It came as no surprise,
By death, I wished flight.