• Back and forth
    back and forth
    them yelling
    us crying

    "Don't leave me,
    I just got a daddy."
    My new step-sister crys
    clinging to my t-shirt
    getting it wet with her tears

    "It's okay
    it'll be fine"
    I know it won't
    but she needs hope

    she falls asleep
    breathing deeply
    "mom" walks out
    to talk to "grandma"

    Why don't they shut up?
    Why don't they let
    me have back my life?
    My perfect existence?
    My perfect happieness,
    and blissful ignorance?
    No they let them all drain,
    down the tube of forgotten times,
    down the black hole of never again.

    Now here we are
    5 years later.
    Same yelling,
    less crying,
    less dreaming,
    no hoping.
    We all grew up,
    learned it was never gonna change.
    Now and then,
    I catch myself,
    wondering if it could ever be
    the way it was
    before.
    But I know
    it would always haunt my memories,
    always chase my dreams,
    always kill the happieness.
    So should I give up?
    Or should I stay?