We Went Back

I remember broken glasses
The smell of drugs and alcohol dancing in the air
Hitting my nose like reality on a sunny morning
But sun doesn't mean shine
At-least not in this house

In this house
Sun for me means freedom
Temporary yes
But I'll take what I can get
Right now she is knocked out
Her body draping over the couch like a dirty dish rag over the sink

I dress myself carefully to hind the gifts given to me last night
Also know as bruises

I wouldn't go to school if it wasn't for the fact that breakfast and lurch are free
And It will be the only thing we eat until after the weekend is over

Yes we

I dress my little brother as well
Only two years younger than me
We share a bond

A hind in this closet
And pray to God
Kind of bond
The kind of bond
That belts and pans and anything dear drunken hands get hold of
Only make tighter with each passing day

We sneak are way out  stepping over broken glass at this point with ease like a perfected dance
All the while holding hands

We leave are prison behind us and feel the sun of freedom
As it kisses our faces once more

But I feel no joy
I look over at my weak and drowsy younger brother and I feel as if I have failed him

He is quite
He does not look at me
Then he speaks

"We shouldn't come back" he says
Then lets go of my hand and walks toward the bus stop
I join him

We have to come back
Where else can we go?

"I don't know"
He starts to cry
"But we shouldn't go back"

I hold him in my arms
Standing rocking him back and forth

We won't go back I whisper in his ear
We won't go back......