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 I KNOW ITS YOUR GUILT

Sure this is guilt you feel
I still remember everything
so vividly
With a mom and dad
We do little to beg
Or nothing
But with you
You'd leave us crying in the middle of the street
Just to feed the ducks
Or squirrels



You force fed us things we didn't like
It was wrong for us to taste things and not to like them
It was a crime
The hits so red so amazingly concealed when our parents were there
I never wanted this to be an issue, but its something i can never get over



Now later in life
You're still haunting
Hitting and getting involved
Scaring us, breaking things
Just a psycho in great disguise



Much later in life
Still an arsehole
Issues flying back and forth you can't perfect your life so you try to think you can perfect our lives
You think things you say are funny, but offensive jokes aren't anyones cuppa believe me you
I know its the guilt

You make it out as if i am mental
Well i got problems
Emotional because of idiots like you

I know its the guilt
You try to blind my memory like this never happened
It did

The burns weren't even as bad as the torture and fear to live with you
The burns were physical that don't bother me as much as the fact now you're still as evil as ever
You and her

Everything we need to hide
When she arrives we are paranoid in our own homes
Money escapes our bags in your home
Tell me why

You had to be a leopard i'd so wanted you and her to change your spots
Everytime we forgive you
Something always comes our way

That has to flash back
All we have already seen

Some of us were luckier, but me and my poor younger brother had to feel her sting over and over like a wasp who needs anger management
Maybe you two should consider it

If you've forgotten what evil you did thats sick, but i know you haven't

Coz i can tell the guilt is when you try to cover it up, but too bad
I will never forget the Sunday

I was in the bath with my little brother
Naked and i hate leaving a warm bubbly bath
But i heard her voice
So happy, my brother couldn't believe it was

I jumped out in nudity, frozen to death so happy like you'd never see in my life
How happy my mom was now back in charge

Knowing now she paid you and you didnt do it for free makes me feel even more sick
That you never fed us how we wanted to be fed

I'll never forget this
WILL YOU
ALWAYS DENY IT

I know you will coz you can't face the guilt


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