Poems ✍️

A picture speaks a thousand words
isn't that what they say?
In every photo of (you and me) us
you're always pulled away
or giving me that sideways glance
as if my presence is pretence

I see it all so clearly now
since momma passed away
as if she was the only link
holding us together- or
is it that I frighten you with
the truth, I see inside you?

I am the families conscience
in every pore I breathe, I see
wolves, they come around you now
the old dogs of hierarchy-
swaying you
it's you and them-
they'll pull you down into the muck
and have you crucify me
the one who loves
and thinks
only of your best interest-
but I am, too far away,
a mere inconveience
too much effort to continue
on with our relations-
what makes me saddest
is, I know
you severed ties-
without a word or argument
and just stopped caring


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