My family

i wrote this years ago after a fight

My mom is kind at times,

But a pain at others.

My dad is a drunken fool.

He yells at my mom and brother,

Never letting us forget who is the stronger one

Never letting us forget who is the better one,

I hear my little brother  cry,

So I come to hold him,

Yelling at this man I call father,

To back off, from my brother.

He raises his voice to show power

But I stand my ground.

I put my sobbing brother behind me.

Raising my own voice to show no fear,

But in truth this terrifies me,

With fear running though my body I stand.

I stand up for my brother for I feel the need to protect him

I stand up for what I am sick of hearing

I stand up for what’s left of my family.

In the end my dad takes out his anger and stress on me,

While my mother is away,

No one hears my screams as I yell at him

No one bothers to notice the scars I bear

No one seems to care that I walk to school with a limp

By the time morning comes my brother is a sleep

But I sit on this porch of mine

My body hurting from the night before,

Holding my dear brother in my arms,

Knowing the tears want to fall,

But I refuse to let them fall,

I am just glad my father has stopped

Reviews

[Just Plain Me]

You sir are difficult...accept a compliment on something that deserves it! lol It's really good...and I'm not the only one who thinks so...obviously.

[Melina A. Cambree]

This is so sad...but it's REALLY good. It's horrible that people have to experience things like this

[Lilly]

Wow. Powerful words. It is horrible that people go through experiences like this...
A well written, powerful and emotional poem.