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Layal Charara Jan 2016
Never looked for a reason,
or I didn’t realize I was looking for one
until there wasn't one to be found,
Now all I pray for is a reason,
a reason to keep holding on,
to be strong, and to be persuaded.
As if I could be persuaded
to be here, to thrive more
for a life I no longer seek.

January 31, 2016
copyrights Layal Charara
Layal Charara Dec 2014
It made you do stupid things.
It made you treat me like all of your hoes.
It made you look at me as if i was a mistake.
It is what you replaced me with.
It made you leave me here to be the mother of my self nd my brother.
It has taken control of you.
It is why mom and you aren't together anymore.
It is why this fake smile is on my face right now.
It is why i don't want to live.
It is the reason I'm scared to be around you.
It is the reason you are this person.
It is why i hate you.
It has destroyed our family.
It is what caused all of the abuse.
It has been passed on to me.
It is destroying my life.
It is causing me pain.
It is the alcohol, and the alcohol will not control me anymore, i will not hurt my family like you, I'm done

Layal Charara
April 25, 2009 at 1:10am

some of the poems can be found on the internet as Layal S. or lululalo0osh thats me as well
Layal Charara Dec 2014
Mother always says you are your father’s child,
So , since he’s an alcoholic … & a dead beat dad….
Does that change me into something bad …?
At some point in 2004, my father stopped being a father at all.
He stopped calling, stopped trying, and ultimately,
Stopped caring.
Does that mean that I stopped caring too?
The fact that my father's an *******
to the highest degree and chose
Drugs and alcohol over his own daughter….
Does that change the fact that I am anything but him.
Does it make a difference that he no longer cares
or tries to have any relationship with me or the fact
He abandoned all responsibilities and therefore lost all of my respect?
I will always be the "father's daughter" I longed for,
yet never achieved.
I'll have my "daddy issues" to talk about in group.
They tried to fix me with a med
That sick pill taste like lead
Perhaps shock therapy instead
he did zap me till I wished I was  dead
The fact that my father did nothing but
Beat me
Bruise me
Bleed me
Hurt me
Break me
so Does that change me into something bad …?
Does this change that I was always told that I'd end up just like him?
Does this change the times I longed for his hugs,
Does it change the memories I hold of being held in his drug ridden hands
and the smell of alcohol on his clothes?
Will I ever come to make amends with the man who brought me into
this world just to abandon me in the same world?
Will he ever know how much I hurt?    
Does that change me into something bad …?
Will I Ever be someone different from him
Does that change the fact that I am anything but him.
And that I long for everything but Him!


Layal Charara – October 6th 2014

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