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Amy-Aslesen
Work, work, work I work just like clock work All the money I make Is not for my sake My family left a lot to be desired I guess helping them backfired One day when I woke from a holler My room seem so much smaller My legs moved awkwardly around There were six all big and brown I skittered along the floor As I tried to get out the door When I finally got out I heard a shout My family was petrified You would think they died They looked like an explorer Looking at a bear in horror I think we can agree That my parents let me be Even though she was scared My sister still cared She feed me garbage But she soon departed As time went on I became a demon spawn They through apples at me I liked them better when they let me be One of them got stuck in my back Causing a large crack I am slowly dying From this apple rotting As I sit and cry I think of all the good that went by As I lay down my head I hear them say, "Hurrah, It's dead."
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
Metamorphosis
Your first breath, came with her death. It was supposed to be a happy day, but that was all swept away. I think she knew that she would die and for that I will not cry. You are that is left of my dear friend Beth. You remind me of her everyday, even though she couldn't stay. For her I will try, for her I will cry. Soon after her death your father took his last breath. With all the grief it all seemed so brief. He forgot about you didn't want to start a new. He took his life with that blasted knife. A family of three, never meant to be. Left to me, my child to be.
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Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 7:08 PM UTC
All That is Left
No one knows I were this mask For they never see and never ask No one listens to the sound of my heart breaking For they can't see the shaking No one sees the tears falling For they are all squalling No one sees me flinch away For my movements never gave it away I sit right there in front of you and what do you do? You look at me the same as always Expecting me to abide by your ways You expect me to trust you When I don't know what to do My soul is breaking I hope you know but that seems so long ago In reality it was just yesterday So I'll wait another day And see what you have to say
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
No One Knows