A dad, a mother, one sister, & two brothers
The making of my family like many others
Once was open like a window on a breezy spring time day
Now we stay closed cause of all the bad weather
I thought no storm could last this long
I thought it could do nothing but get better
Our rays of sun stopped shining
Our love stopped been seen it is just blinding
I like to think we still care
Even though the emotions isn't there
Except lies, secrets, hurt, pain, distrust, & despair
All of it at once which is hard to bare
A father who just got tired & left
A mother who feels she's alone & is by herself
An older brother who forgot about the family's name
And did nothing but put it on the shelf
Another brother who has a colossal of stairs to climb
And is afraid to take one step
A sister who has been molested who says she is over it
But I can tell the pain she kept
And I who is the youngest & probably most twisted
Cause I have a mixture of all of them in me plus myself
I don't know what hurts more.?? The feelings I feel
Or being not able to help
I have all this hate in me
Mostly going towards God for letting all of this be
Then my mother made me realize that in life comes pain & love
And that life is far from easy
A father who said he still love us all & his loved ones is still in his destiny
A brother who said the family name he cherish
He was just waiting to become man enough
For it to carry
Another brother who says them stairs are like escalators
And is heading to the top triumphantly
My sister's pain is either disguised well
Or she let it go cause it is hard to see
As for me I am use to all of the lies, misconception, & deceit
That is why all the hurt I keep
Cause for me I honestly believe
That nothing but pain is my true family
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