Hullo! This is a sad poem...it's about a girl living in a broken family...enjoy!
Is it wrong?
That I feel like we are breaking,
That my face is stained with tears,
That this seems normal?
A perfect family like a beautiful glass heart
Thrown on the ground
Shattered and broken
Fractured and impossible to put back together
Is it wrong?
That I flinch with
Every pound of a fist,
Every slam of a door,
Every ear-shattering scream?
Every unspoken word
Ringing constantly in my ear
Is it wrong?
That I feel like it's my fault
For severing the love,
For every awkward silence,
For every quiet dinner,
For every vein popping out?
I'm sorry
But sometimes sorry just isn't enough
You're mad
Holding all the hateful words under your itching throat
We're broken
So broken it's unimaginable, unspeakable
Is it wrong?
That I feel like this is all a mistake,
That I hope this is just a dream,
That I cry myself to sleep?
Every single mistake
It's like we're all walking on eggshells
Careful not to step on the wrong foot
But we already have
My anger
Your anger
Our anger
Like flames
Growing and feeding off of each other
Like we aren't even related
Like we are enemies
Is it wrong?
That will always be the question
Hovering over our heads
Blocking our way to freedom
Taunting me until I break
Until we break
Maybe I should leave
I've never helped the situation
All I ever was seen as was an obstruction
A mistake, a screw up
And I am really, truly sorry
Going to bed in tears
Waking up in terrible memories
Putting on a fake smile
Going in public as a family
Family
What does this word mean anymore?
Do we even fit?
Does a family scream at each other until one leaves?
Does a family blame on someone else for a fight?
Does a family cry because one hurt another?
Why can't we be like every other family?
Happy, smiling, and agreeing
Family outings, cheerful dinners, and genuine smiles
Instead I feel like we are fake
Holding onto a last string
Hoping no one will cut it
Otherwise, we will never be the same
Is it wrong?
That I don't want to stay,
That I want to disappear,
That I want to be happy again
Home is where the heart is
That's what everyone says
But what if my heart is not anywhere near home
That I just want to escape from reality
From the war that is happening inside my very own home
Is it wrong?
That I have so many things I wish I could tell them out loud
Like how we can just settle things peacefully
And how no one is at fault
And how I wish we were okay
Is this what we have come to?
I feel like the people I have lived with since birth
Are complete strangers
I'm starting to feel like this is fate
My fractured soul
Your flaming rage
Our broken hearts
Never to meet again
Never to be healed
Is it wrong?
That I'm broken?
Yes.
That you hate me?
Yes.
That I'm scared of my own family?
Yes.
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Did you guys like it? This one is one that is really close to my heart..so yeah... it's another 100 line one. Haha anyways, I'll try to do a happy one next time!
