The end of my family – K.B

The end of my family

They transformed me
Into a junkie ;
Not a kind word,
Always silence
And wuthering

The most sinister
Place on earth;

Where I have suffered
Till wishing death;

Where I have known
Joys ( already gone).

Now, they keep
On hating
And being

The mother
Is a total
Lunatic ;

The father
Is taken by
Senility ;

And I’m
Still wishing
For a better
World to live
In for myself;

Demons of the
Past are wide

Because they
Didn’t pay back;

Because in their
They are glorious
And feelingless.

Not a kind
To support ,

Not a smile
To soften.

Demons of
The past
Are wide awake;

They haven’t fixed

The river turned
Brown with dirt ;

They never understood
Me, nor will they ever

Nor wil they have
The words to apease
And encourage ;

The more misery
The more they get
Excited in their
Negative way
Of looking
At the world.

This is my wor(l)d
Against theirs.

Next, please.



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