That Summer Poem by Destiny Bates

That Summer



Hearing you yell at her made my stomach twist & turn.
You turned this bright sunny day into my darkest nightmares.
The white walls don't seem white anymore.
The fireplace doesn't roar with fire anymore.
Everything was a mess when I came home.
The trash knocked over,
And stains filled the grey carpets.
The angel hanging broken.
The fireplace was smokin.
As more gruesome slangs came out,
Everyone was cowering without a doubt.
You didn't give up until,
We were all mentally dead.
As mom bawld,
You were in her face,
Did you ever stop to think,
About what your two daughter were doing in this place?
The youngest,
Hid away in the bathroom.
She took the blade,
And sliced her arms away.
While the oldest,
Was smoking up,
Letting her lungs decay..
Couldn't you see,
You're hurting us all?
I guess not.
You're letting our family fall.
Without a second thought,
You wasted your life,
Smoking spice & pot.
Why locked yourself away,
Bc you rather be high,
Then to work and get paid.
Maybe if you got a job
And maybe quit the drugs,
We could be happy,
Like families in the park,
Or the ones seen in movies.
But no.
We're stuck here, with snobs & druggies.
How could you let us live like this?
After everything that summer,
Why should I call you father?

Saturday, May 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: families,family,father daughter,hurt
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