poetry 2
pain
its everywhere
the world
what is it?
why is it here?
questions.
endless questions
ruining everything
sometimes it hurts too much
all of the pressure
the pressure to do everything...
Perfect
an unrealistic word
so why is it the only word i know?
hiding the truth
the truth
my mom is/was an alcoholic
i had to take care of everything
all alone
my mom screaming yelling
not knowing what to do
confused
i started to express my pain
but in a twisted way
it confused me
and still i say why?