I wrote this when I was 18. Don't judge me! Memory from when I was 3.
When I was young
not much older then three
I walked into the kitchen
and what did I see
Mommy standing there
with tears in her eyes
daddys hands around her throat
and murder in his eyes.
I was so afraid of you
waiting to see what you would do
would you kill my mommy
would you come for me too?
Standing there with my blankie and bear
would this be it, thinking "would I be alone?"
baby in the other room sleeping so light
does he hear this big fight?
Quietly I turn and walk back to see
would this be the last time I'd see my mommy.
Daddy let go and walk out the door
slowly my mommy slid to the floor.
Why do my parents fight so much
did I do this to them?
they love me so much.
I want you to know I love you a lot
was it me that made him this hot?
I know you got married because you were with child
but there are other ways this could have been of handled.
Get away mommy, leave daddy right now
I know you can handle it
you're stronger than that
We left my daddy
as happy as can be
Bill is my father
and he loves us three.
Wow this was deep! and kinda chilling all at once!
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