DadHere you are, standing up for your father of the year award.Dad20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here you are, after seventeen years of silence.
Look at you, trash talking my mom.
The one who raised me because you didn't come around.
The one who did it without child support.
Look at you, judging my little sister when you were her influence.
Going to jail for possession again.
Going to the liquor store on foot because you're not allowed to drive.
And now you're married to someone a year older than me.
She only speaks when she can gossip about someone.
She only sits on the couch; I've never seen her move.
If I had it my way you'd be castrated.
Why were you ever allowed to have kids?
Why are you trying a three for three at ruining lives?
You sick fucker.
But I forget, you're proud of that insult.
I forget that you're completely warped and ignorant.
I forget that you don't care in reality.
I forget that you tattooed track marks because you like being addicted.
I forget that everybody owes you something.
I forget th
TransitioningI know you are scared for meTransitioning19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
To grow my wings,
You are afraid I won't be able to fly,
That I will crash to the ground,
But I promise you my wings won't fail me.
I know you are scared for me,
But you need to know something,
You aren't losing your baby,
I've always been me
And after I grow my wings,
I will still be me,
Just a happier me.
I will grow my wings no matter what,
All I ask of you is that you won't shun my wings,
That you won't treat me any different than before,
I just want the same love you gave me
When you first held me in your arms.
ChoicesLife is made up of choicesChoices1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
We choose to be brave, to be weak
We choose to love, to hate
To live with blind faith
We choose paths of happiness and joy
Or paths of loneness and despair
We live with the choices we make
The ones that don’t kill us but make us stronger
The ones we learn form
And the ones we would never wish on anyone else
The choice to raise children alone
To love them like you were not loved
To give them a life you didn’t have
To give them the tools to etch a life worth living
For them to makes their mistakes and still have the strength and courage to move ahead
For them to live, laugh, and love
To know happiness completely
To sacrifice so much to make their dreams come true
In a way only a mother could do
My MonsterWhen most of us are kids, we don't want the monsters to hear us.My Monster2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
We pull our blankets over our head and hold our breathe so not to make a sound.
Some of us, however, call our monsters by name.
I call mine "mom".
FineFeelings inside not expressed, because its not the time nor the place once again. But when is the time or place I wonder. When the ones that tell me to take the steps to move forward, the people that I need to hear me are simply too busy. Too busy to let my emotional or mental ruin their day, or to take take note of the tired gaze or weakening body of their child. I suppose avoiding the issue must make it OK, must make it so I'm fine.Fine1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This