The split

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Earlier this evening my parents starting fighting. My mom was drunk and my dad was buzzed and they just fought. I was sitting in my old room watching Anastasia when it started to become really loud and violent. So I went to my actual room and blasted my musical theatre playlist(*insert me rapidly rapping In The Heights*) while trying not to cry. Then my mom pulled me out into the front room where they were arguing IN FRONT OF ME. Then my mom said it. That she couldn't do it anymore.

They're done.
They're over.
They're splitting up.
And I don't know what the fuck to do.

My mom and I went to my brothers place(he's a lot older than me so he is married with two kids) and are staying there I guess. My mom is laying on the couch drunk out of her mind and I'm laying in my nephews room with my sister(who literally JUST came back from where she lives *she doesn't live in the same area as us*) writing this. I'm so lost. I'm so fucking done. They're splitting up after everything. After my cousin died. After my grandpa was re-diagnosed with cancer. After my OTHER grandpa died.

Fuck I'm done. I'm so fucking done.

So here- enjoy this song i wrote about this entire situation;

Thought you'd be there
Thought maybe you'd care
I never knew how much love would dare
To break and to falter
To shrink and be smaller
To fail and to wither and die

Was it my fault?
Was it all me?
I wish I could lie
And say I didn't see
Didn't see it comin'
But I just kept runnin'
From the split

You could've just maybe thought about me
Just once or twice so I could finally breathe
To just sort of notice
Instead you just told us
'Cuz you are never why
This love started to die

Was it my fault?
Was it all me?
I wish I could lie
And say I didn't see
Didn't see it comin'
But I just kept runnin'
From the split

And never in my twelve years
Did I think that all my tears
Would vanish
Would crumble
Under the rubble
Of your broken heart
When did this violence start?

Was it my fault?
Was it all me?
I wish I could lie
And say I didn't see
Didn't see it comin'
But I just kept runnin'
From the split

From the split

Yea from the split

The split

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