*”Just come home.”
Tears over a hospital phone
”I'll get sober, we'll get better together”*
The year after that:
*Polish. They're yelling about who owns me.
”Jest moj dziewczynka!”
spit flying, he grabs me by my hair
I'm bleeding,
He wreaks of pills.*
**And now,
Family absolved
We're separated again by miles and states
Of wellness and
Addiction.
And for once, I'm okay.**
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 12:35 PM UTC
*”Just come home.”
Tears over a hospital phone
”I'll get sober, we'll get better together”*
The year after that:
*Polish. They're yelling about who owns me.
”Jest moj dziewczynka!”
spit flying, he grabs me by my hair
I'm bleeding,
He wreaks of pills.*
**And now,
Family absolved
We're separated again by miles and states
Of wellness and
Addiction.
And for once, I'm okay.**
