But Hay, I am Still Here!

But Hay, I am Still Here!

A Poem by Onlyme

The nightly walk to get his alcohol
to top him up. As he can not cope
with life in general.

Me and my mother.
I go with her to protect her.
As scared she might get mugged
for the alcohol or just in general.
As the neighbourhood is not nice.

Every night without fail
this was her chore.

He sat on his throne in the living room
getting drunk drinking beer.
In front of everyone over the next few late hours
at night. And then walking to the loo.
The bedroom next to bedroom to drink his whiskey in
private. To get drunk quicker.
Then back to the living room to carry on with his beer and
tv show.

This was his routine. This was his way
of coping with his life.

No wonder my mother ended up turning
to alcohol herself. And I,  so fucked up.
Outwith the other abuse, I actually got.
As for my grandmother. She was no help
at all. She was awful.

And any other family. I had didn't give
a s**t either. On our own basically.

My poor mother was battered bruised and
raped at times herself. And my father was
a quiet, reserved man when sober. When drunk
that another issue!


My mother turned to me for comfort.
Sex and love. And I ended up double
fucked and abused due to them both.

My grandmother turned a blind eye to all.
As long as she was okay.
Everthing was great in her eyes.

Twisted broken family.

But hay. I am still here.

Ironically she never left him. Always loved him
no matter what. And they both dead now.


 

© 2018 Onlyme


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I'm sorry. My dad drank, and my mom divorced him. I got a stepfather who hated me, and he got a 5 year old, redheaded stepchild to beat.
Happy ending, though, for me. Dad cleaned up his act and got Mom away from the racist, violent man she had married. When the divorce was final, my parents remarried. By this time, I was fourteen.That was a great year;1967, the summer of love.Sgt. Pepper summer! Everything was cool after that.
I only wish you had had it better. So many broken people come here. We have to try to be the glue that holds each other together.
I hope things are better for you now.
Incest hurts. I know. My cousin Patty's dad molested her. Not sure how far it went, but as a teen, she was very fucked up. She talked to me about it a lot, but I was just a kid and didn't really understand.
Be well, and stay close. Your friends will lift you up.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

thanks angel, your a sweetheart. hugs Dawn glad to hear things workes out for your family. and sorry.. read more
angel

5 Years Ago

She's okay now, a missionary in Africa, married, and very happy. She had three kids, and is doing gr.. read more



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woweee! your childhood certainly was abusive that's for sure.
i believe writing about your past helps with letting go, & at the same time you're sharpening your writing skills.
i believe these days kids learn at school to go & tell someone & get help, am i right ?
best wishes, carola

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

I sure did have an interesting childhood to say the least. But not in a good way at all. I believe .. read more
I'm sorry. My dad drank, and my mom divorced him. I got a stepfather who hated me, and he got a 5 year old, redheaded stepchild to beat.
Happy ending, though, for me. Dad cleaned up his act and got Mom away from the racist, violent man she had married. When the divorce was final, my parents remarried. By this time, I was fourteen.That was a great year;1967, the summer of love.Sgt. Pepper summer! Everything was cool after that.
I only wish you had had it better. So many broken people come here. We have to try to be the glue that holds each other together.
I hope things are better for you now.
Incest hurts. I know. My cousin Patty's dad molested her. Not sure how far it went, but as a teen, she was very fucked up. She talked to me about it a lot, but I was just a kid and didn't really understand.
Be well, and stay close. Your friends will lift you up.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

thanks angel, your a sweetheart. hugs Dawn glad to hear things workes out for your family. and sorry.. read more
angel

5 Years Ago

She's okay now, a missionary in Africa, married, and very happy. She had three kids, and is doing gr.. read more
Dear Dawn, I had a very happy upbringing with my parents and 4 siblings. It is so upsetting to hear cases like yours. I am so sorry you suffered in this awful way. Sending you hugs (( )). I think you are brave writing about it.

Chris



Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Onlyme

5 Years Ago

That just life Chris, iam one of so many. But thank you for your kindness Chris. hugs Dawn.
sad situation dawn, i guess a lot of people are in the same boat and just don`t talk about it

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

 wordman

5 Years Ago

dawn,i could care less,you know me by now,hell i give good reviews,their loss ,lol
Onlyme

5 Years Ago

Ron your honest and decent and kimd hearted and take no prisoners. i love that.
 wordman

5 Years Ago

yeap,you`re right..

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