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Feb 2014
Hush, little darling
Don't you cry
I'm holding you in my arms
For the very first time.

I promised I would be the one
To protect you forever.
Even if I was only three
I knew you were something like
An extension of me.

Hush, little darling
Don't you cry
Some years have passed and now you're five.
Imitating everything I do
Comes so naturally
I tell Mom I hate it
Tell her I can't stand you.

Even at this young age
You do everything so effortlessly
You do me better than I do
So no wonder I express jealousy
What could you expect?

Hush, little darling
Don't you cry
Year ten wasn't your year
But you're still pretty **** close
To a perfect life.

Although you broke the garage door
And got your first detention
(Which, by the way
Was not your fault)
Mom and Dad simply said
"You're taking after your sister."
Translation:
You're becoming a **** up like Sarah.

Hush, little darling
Don't you cry
You're thirteen now
How did the time go by?

My polar opposite
You're a two sport athlete
Beautiful
Popular.
Honestly, if we did not share blood
I would probably hate you.

I see you break your mask
When Daddy yells
When I yell back
We go at it hard
And I never wanted you to see that.
I wanted to shelter you from what I knew
More than our parents did.

I never asked you to grow up
But I know it's not my choice.
Don't be stupid with boys
As I was.
It haunts me to think
That at your age,
I nearly lost my virginity.

Don't abuse yourself
As I did.
If I ever found you cutting
Or purging
I would beat the hell out of you.
But that attack would hardly compare
To the one I would launch on myself.

Hush, little darling,
Don't you cry
You'll always be the baby in my arms
Until the day I die.
For Heather
Jordan Frances
Written by
Jordan Frances
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