Ah yes, this lovely family

My God, what a fucking

Travesty.

---

My father

Once the one I trusted.

Once the one I revered.

I could tell him anything

He could never do wrong

In my eyes.

Haha, stupid girl

How could you be so blind?

He’s left you behind, fool.

He’s gone out into his life

Found a new family, a new wife.

---

My mother

Barely worthy of the name.

Never liked her,

Never trusted her,

Never wanted to be like her.

A druggie, a slut, a loser.

Everything in the world

I never want to be.

She thinks she knows me,

She thinks she wants to,

She can’t handle me.

---

My mom

Dad’s ex-wife

She’s not related to me at all

But she’s still my mommy.

She’s leaving me behind.

When Dad left, something

Died within her,

But now that thing is back

And she’s alive again.

I sin against her as I wish

That she was still sad

So that I could feel

Like she needs me.

---

My older brother

He’s a Marine

He left me too.

He left me in a house he hates

With people he could never love.

I’m afraid that one day

Someone will show up at my door

Carrying a letter

That shows just how much

Oil dependency will cost.

---

My stepsister

So confused, so alone

I wish there was something

I could do to help, to make

Things easier for her.

Feelings of guilt running in her veins

A pain so regular that she doesn’t

Even notice it growing day by day.

Somehow I see myself

The way I used to be

That happy little girl

Still hiding in Sarah,

Not lost as my memory is to me.

---

My stepbrother

So angry, so scared

He can’t fool me with that attitude

He’s terrified of losing control

Of realizing one day that he’s wasted

So much energy on a man who can

Never truly love or respect him.

Poor Phillip will do anything

For the approval of a dying man

To locked in his own pain

To see his son’s desperate need.

---

My younger brother

Is the strongest of us all.

Jay’s gone through so much

In the six short years of his life.

He’s gone without food

He’s gone without a bed

He’s lived in a car

And he still smiles and wishes

That Zeth and I could be around.

His four-year-old memory

Of his older brother and sister

Still stands sharp for him.

He can recognize even our baby

Pictures and wants to see us

For real

Because he loves us so

Unconditionally.

---

Poor Jay and me,

We’ll never live up to

Zeth’s mighty legacy.

Poor Sarah and Phillip

They’ll realize one day

The parental love is a dream.

Poor Dad, so many

Stupid mistakes,

Seems that’s what his life is.

Poor Mommy

Still so sad, but trying so hard

To bring light into our lives.

Poor Zeth

Never any peace, never

The complete love of his family.

Poor Mother

Ruining herself because

She’s afraid to live a good life.

---

Poor, poor family.

No, not in public.

Surely not, we’re fine.

Wonderful.

Perfect.

Extraordinary.

Bullshit.

This is just a

Case of mistaken identity

Ah yes, this lovely family.

---

Just something I wrote about my family. Not particulary refined, but I was just going for getting the feelings out.

Please review.