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some nights i think i am cain without an abel i hate my brother for never having been i carry him, keep him, like he happened he is heavy and i have never met him i would hate him if he was flesh and i wish he were me i killed him before he was alive, ruined eve's body by living i am the first poisoned crop that made the field untillable i killed him as he slept and i hadn't met him yet some nights i hear him around the house he lives in the gaps in my mother and father's conversation some nights i think i am cain missing an abel more for never having held him
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Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 8:06 PM UTC
the first poisoned crop
some nights i think i am cain without an abel i hate my brother for never having been i carry him, keep him, like he happened he is heavy and i have never met him i would hate him if he was flesh and i wish he were me i killed him before he was alive, ruined eve's body by living i am the first poisoned crop that made the field untillable i killed him as he slept and i hadn't met him yet some nights i hear him around the house he lives in the gaps in my mother and father's conversation some nights i think i am cain missing an abel more for never having held him
i am the first poisoned crop that made the field untillable some nights i think i am cain missing an abel more for never having held him
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Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 8:06 PM UTC
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