won't make a difference
in my defense
on the things i say .
he turns u like a switch
from peaceful to bitterness.
the fights we have are endless
the memories i even charish
seem like they couldn't of exist
the hatred , the anger,
what happen to my sister?
a sweet cheerleader
with a heart so tender.
turned cold faster
then water in a freezer.
……but cuz of him
yes him ,
the monster ,
the trickster ,
not a father
but a killer ,
what happen to my sister?
to everyone the sweet cheerleader?
replaced by a cold, hearted stranger.
that i now call "sister"
since in my defense
it doesn't matter what i say
ill just have to pray ,
pray that shell come back
back to being caring to my mom
not cursing her with the f bomb.
doesn't matter if i say
to her in any shape or way
that i love her and miss her
shell read it then walk away.
i sit there and pray .
for the day my sister says
"i love you" or
the simple "hey."

monster