I'm holding a deep dark secret
It's swallowing me whole
I don't know where to turn
I don't know who to trust anymore
I don't know what will happen if I tell
What I know.
Mom never there for me,
She's out and about with her friends
Barely noticing that I'm alive.
Dad- well step dad-
He's scares me
He's threatens to beat me
He's hits me
When something go wrong.
I'm left alone with these horrors memories
Like the time
Where my older sister
Got grabbed by the throat
Or even when
My younger sister
Got grabbed by her hair
And beaten with a broom
What about that time
Where my older brother
Stabbed my step father?
Or when my step father
Chased him with a car
And than beaten him?
Mom almost broke my hand
When she beaten me with a pole,
I've been thrown, grabbed, pushed around
Just like a rag doll.
Can't anyone see
What I hold back?
Can't anyone see that I'm alone
In this wrenching pain?
Can't anyone see
What I've seen?
Well, I'm the one who wrote this poem and I have some good news after last week, the physical and the emotional was just too much and I stepped up as a sister and got my 2 youngest siblings...
Secrets
Published: November 2008