screaming
yelling
quistions
lies
all the things
i had always done
while the hot
tears are streaming
down my face
but i called a friend
after a fight
and couldnt hold it
in any longer
screaming
yelling
quistions
lies
all the things
ive always known
i knew my family
was diffrent from the rest
i knew it was wrong
for my brother
to hit
to yell
to scream
to kick
but they where
my family
what else could i do?
he was my bubbu
i know he gets angry
i know he gets mean
but hes my bubbu
what else could i do?
so i watch him hit
i wathced him yell
i watched him scream
at his true love
and at our mommy
and our daddy
and even once
i watched as he hit me
but what else could i do?
he is my bubbu
but i couldnt hold it
in anymore
i took the hit
i still sit
while he yells
but when i told
i knew it would stop
if he does it again
hes gone for good
but what else could i do?
i know hes my bubbu
but he hits
but he yalls
but he screams
but he kicks
i know he my bubbu
but what else can i do?
Comments
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If this is true then you did the right thing and I'm proud of you because when you're in that type of situation it's really hard to be that brave. Great poem. I'm here if you ever need to talk! Keep up the good work! ( =
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i left a comment on another poem of yours...and after reading this one, i suppose the condition you wrote the poem was very different. but the way it was written, even the subtle things about it sort of translated in my mind to something else that had happened to me. im sure that makes no since what i just wrote.
anyways. im so sorry you have to deal with all this. i really hope you will be able to get away from it all..
and again, a great write. -
i wroethis because tonight my brother got really angry again and tried to hit my mom. and i thaught about all the past fights and even one where he grabbed me by an arm and leg and through me across the room. i just had to vent out my feelings.
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