My Family

by Vic   Nov 8, 2005


Everything I know and love
Is falling at a speeding spiral.
My mom's alone and sad right now,
I'm expected on a payroll.
I wake everyday, greatly disturbed,
At the sound of two people yelling.
I drag myself awake and leave
With their loud voices still trailing.
The house is full of hate..
Now completely drained of love.
Can't surely call it home now,
Abandoned by the peace dove.
Every day I live in it
Is like a living Hell.
I'm tired of living here.
It's not helping me get well.
I'm dragged constantly
Between my parents' feud.
Everything else that happens..
Doesn't improve my mood.
I'm torn to choose between the two,
For who I want to live with.
I tell them both if they don't stop,
I'll make sure that I won't live.
My brother's a corrupted ten year old
Who's affected by the rap life.
When tired of the stuff at home,
He's often with a knife.
So sad to see such a beautiful child,
Regret having his only parents.
All he's trying to do is love,
And have everything make sense.
My sister cries for the two of them,
The ramming heads of the house.
She's tired of the verbal abuse
That escapes our parents' mouths.
Sad that for a new teenager,
This is her biggest memory.
Now she blocks it in her corner,
Trying to sing happily.
The three of us feel so alone,
We're terribly afflicted.
Our parents bring their mess to us,
And our hearts and minds get twisted.
We love them both with all our hearts,
For neither of them have ever harmed.
But now their loves have disintegrated,
Their hearts need to be warmed.
A great displeasure arouses from us,
All we can do is watch.
At night when we try to sleep,
The sounds go through the locked.
I'm getting pushed so close,
I'm reaching the very edge..
If this family goes on the way it is..
I guess I'm better off dead.

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