Mom hasn't been home in 2 months
I don't know how much longer I can survive
I wanna ask for help
But how?
Today he went too far
I couldn't move even after I was awake
I lay on the floor
And watch how the cracks in the ceiling dance with black spots
As I keep chanting
He loves me
He's my dad
I can't leave him alone
He wouldn't do that if he wasn't drunk
But aren't drunk words sober thoughts?
Would he bruise me if he was sober?
Ye-
No!
NO! Of course he wouldn't!
YOU ARE READING
Unheard
PoetryI feel it Before it comes The inevitable hit Who do i blame? For letting me live in such hell Why won't the end just come? And sweep me away.
