synecdochemy mother's gotten fat off of my promises,
empty calories that just go straight to her
i made a meal out of truth once, set it down
for both of us to eat. she cleaned
her plate, asked for dessert-
threw it up later that night, said she forgot
how thin these walls are,
took the liberty of damning me to hell before
slamming the door.
god says to stop feeding her bullshit
from a silver spoon, tells me
you're so full of shit, your eyes are brown
every time i try to explain.
he tells me to leave so i go home
and pick my prayers from the pile under
get some elmer's clue and hope to hell
Holding on by
That had once
But all bonds
Where they break.
Can be made
Things will never
Be the same.
PaternalWhere do your dreams walk, my dear? Drowned in a puddle?
Trampled and jailed to an elegant shoe soled? Where do your hopes walk?
Where do them? Your broken face only arouses disgust in me for this world.
Look what you did to yourself! How pitiful became your status. Didn't raise you to be this way.
And didn't let you in this world to rot so fast. Why did you drop out my hand? Your mother would regret?
Your mother would protest? Your mother had courage enough to give birth to you in this world of shit,
and deliver you into my arms. Only the two of us, my princess.
I taught you the basic living. Taught you enough to not starve. I taught that no one is trustworthy.
I taught that there is no good or evil, just a bunch of confused and selfish people who will do whatever it takes
to get what they want. Taught you that laws exist only as an excuse to mask the pettiness and greed
of a bunch of animals that during the daytime wear suits and ties, discourse about justice and sciences,
and at the
I love you. So leave me alone.I wreck the peace you find in my absence
Because I know you get upset by my presence.
But how am I to keep away from the only persons
Who know what to do when my misery worsens?
I built a bridge of careful arguments today
Repeating endlessly in my head what to say
But the bridge I built became a wall
Mere words, you know, are way too small.
The brighter future is yet unforeseen
No more grief then for what might have been.
I long for understanding and connection
Yet push you away, fearing to lose your affection.
I am done with always being blue
So let's fight, for what else can we do?
017. Vengeance -- the yogurtmy mother told me
a yogurt is plenty lunch
for a girl like you
and water to drink
but i'm so hungry by 5
so before she comes home i eat
so much more than yogurt
and it comes back up
and when my belly is empty my head hurts
and i get so tired
and i take 1two3four567 some kind of pain pills
greenish inside me
and i hope they will help me sleep and they do
make me sleepy
and vomit greenish
and get sleepy
and she comes home and sees me
smelling bad and looking green and says
you're shaking like a leaf and i say
maybe it was the yogurt
Love youMom I love you so
You been the mother and the father
I tell you I love you
I have never said words that are meant to hurt you
I tell you I don't care about my father, my name
I got you
Momma I love you
never yelled that I hate you
I will always have the utmost love for you
Even though I don't have words to tell you the most of it
I'm still not sure why of it
But You the mother and the father
I don't care about my father
as long as I got you
I don't need him
I got you
and all jokes aside
You of all people should know how much i love and respect
You of all people should know that
My father don't mean nothing
My name isn't nothing
Now I'm getting off subject
I love you, and the rest of my family
You The mother and the father
I got you
I love you
SoonThere will come a time
Snow falls on a silent home
Against the shrill winter light
Footsteps will no longer pad
Over squeaky floors
Familiar scents of cooking and love
Will no longer emanate
From the well-worn kitchen
Will remain dry
And free of random debris
Though the cupboards
Are not bare
They will be lonely
As will I
In this house
Used to be a home.
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