Jevere
Things changed, I wasn't small like my sister, I wasn't young like my brother, came the time I turned 10 I knew I was alone again. my brother got the praise, my sister got the love... Me I got to look on the outside looking in. It wasn't all that bad because I still had a place to sleep, I still had food to eat, but one day, late at night my parents took a trip first light. I'm alone with two kids twice as younger than me, a young mind, without knowing what to do. no idea of when they were returning, no clue of how they felt about me. My words locked up my heart buried deep. What will become of me? Questions I asked on a daily. Still, no word from mommy and daddy, abandoned and alone, I look at my twin siblings and a look of pure hatred started to surface. I knew it wasn't they're fault, but my heart betrayed me. I blamed them for my suffering, and cursed them for breathing. They cried and cried and begged for our parents, I couldn't endure it any longer. Just a kid with no where to go. I left out the front door like my parents did before, and just like that I left my siblings to fend for themselves. Now 16 and it got me wondering, what ever did happen to my beloved twin siblings?
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
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Хай буде так
«And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, "Let it be"» Beatles - Let it be Хай буде так. Прийми своє життя. Прийми негоду, біль і в серці рану. Прийми свою не вічність, як буття. Прийми, що у людей на тебе інші плани. І не кричи, не плач, коли летиш із неба. Земля тверда. Це так. Реальна. Не м'яка. Живи та не шкодуй. Так було треба. Можливо не тобі. Комусь. Чиясь рука. Ти витримав. Стерпів. Усі пройшов дороги. Ти не зламався, ні. Ти просто біг не так. Ти просто падав. Просто вірив богу, І довіряв не тим. Кохав не так. Хай буде так. Прийми, що ти один І залишайся сильним, що б не було далі. Життя лиш мить, в яку стікає плин годин. Лиш зайчик сонячний, ребро медалі. Бо що б не було - ти не вічний, ні. І те що має тут коштовність, там - згорає. Ти помираєш тут. Зникаєш на війні. Та пам'ятай - у смерті щастя аж ніяк немає.
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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