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May 2016
This force that impacts our daily lives,
now awakens to keep me stirring.
It causes the brain extra aggravation,
and the mind a restless night.

We clash,
creating the rub of two minds,
to never fully comprehend the other.
Our mind's gears pulling in different directions,
the speed set at different intervals.

If friction tears us apart,
than why must we get along,
what glue could hold us tight,
keeping this crumbling friendship alive?

That of family bonds,
Tis only an obligation!
What must I do so that they are not disappointed in me?
How can we mend this shattering trust and love?
I fight a lot with my mom. I really love her, but our fights get really in tense, to the point she threatens to run away, or says she'd be glad when I finally leave. I love her, and her words really hurt me.
AnnaMarie Jenema
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AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
(F/USA)   
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