Alone

I sit here alone,
in this empty room.
What should I do,
I have not a clue.

My siibilings are fighting,
they're driving me nuts.
So I'll keep on writing,
and saving my guts.

From sisters with nails,
and a brother with a temper.
When books start to sail,
they'll need to remember.

That in their dispute,
there's one thing that's greater.
The kindness of words,
and love from a hater.

What is the meaning,
you may ask yourself.
It's really quite simple,
I'll explain what it's about.

It takes two to tango,
is what they all say.
The same goes for fighting,
it takes two to stray.

While killing each other,
I sit here and wonder.
For what reason on earth,
you'd slay one another.

The reason is clear,
as mud in a glass.
So put down your fists,
and give them a kiss.

And maybe just then,
the anger will die.
The fists will come down,
the claws will retract.

Then all will return,
the way that it was.
With me in the floor,
of my dark empty room.

Reviews

[hell<3]

great poem

[ICE]

I remember those times!! The crazy fights. You had a few grammar problems but other than that great write!

[Wicahpi]

All hail to sibling 'love'..lol yikes!
This reminds me of my sister n brother who
would fight like mad. A good 'release' write!
Kudos new friend!