Hatred and love

We go through hard times. We have family to support us. I will be there for you. If you want my help sis.

I see myself in the mirror.

 I don’t see perfection.

I only see hatred burned inside of me.

 

My nature is unknown to those around me.

 I can control my temper.

 I know that if I don’t, bad things might happen.

 

Anger is triggered by memories.

They are memories that have been long forgotten.

I see them next to me, like television screens.

If I touch one, the memory on it will return.

 

I do my best not to touch those screens,

My finger slips and so I touch one.

 It has a memory from my past.

 

The screams won’t stop, my sister sobs and sobs.

Those brutal beatings done to her by my father are there.

Her back is full of bruises. They look like red snakes.

They are marked and seem to be buried deep inside her skin.

 

One, two, three, those were for your bad behavior.

Four, five, six, those were for your bad grades.

 Seven, eight, nine, those were for crying out loud.

 

You’ve finally got away from my father.

Only to find love, love that hates you.

 

One, two, three, this is for going to your mother’s house.

Four, five, six, this is for not giving me enough food.

 Seven, eight, nine, this is because I want to do it.

 

I love you so much.

If you want my help I will be there for you.

It staves me in the gut to know that I can do something at this moment,

and you don’t seek my help.  

I have tried to look that guy in the eyes,

to find an answer for the reason why he’s done you wrong.

 

He points his sight down.

He doesn’t speak badly to me.

I wish for an insult, to give me a reason to break his face in two.

I can control my anger.

I can control it for you.

Author's Note

If you find any grammar mistakes please point them out. I am here to learn. Thank you, hope you like this piece.

Reviews

[The Tea Party Mouse.]

This can strike a cord with so many women who have suffered (and still do) this kind of treatment. Whatever posseses people to act this way, I'll never know, either. You did a great job on this piece.

[Erin_is_peace]

This poem was amazing! So well thought out and constructed. I really felt the emotion that you were trying to get across. The pain of your sister and the pain of not being able to help her. Very well done!

[Simone]

I can see no grammer mistakes, personally. Your writing strikes cords with me- which is actually quite unusual. It was an absolutally amazing write. Great job.
100%

[fhamie]

well done! i liked the flow of this write..

[Theresa]

Wow. This is a very powerful and emotional piece. I always believed that when no one is there for you and you have no where to turn your family will always be there willing to do anything for you. She is very lucky to have you. Great piece.

[Kelley]

Very dark hearted this one was, but I enjoyed reading it.
It could use a little fixing up but I'm too tired to write it up.

I hope this isn't still going on in your life?
Thanks for sharing.

Kelley

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow this is so full of emotion, pain, love and protective qualities from a big heart of a brother I sensed? (may be a sister)How I wish I had that level of love and support from my family!! While your past sounds very painful.. the love that flows for your family member is H-U-G-E.. why wait for your sister to ask for help? If she is weak why not approach her and ask her if she needs help..
I know I would NEVER ask my family as I have been slammed for asking more than once.. ridiculed.. sadly.. I do not have issues with my partner but with finances having two high need children that has accrued over time.(not as much as some but I am overwhelmed) Your writing is inspirational and shows that high function can come from dysfunction.. I absolutely love your heart whether you are a sister or brother.. your sister is very lucky! Great job.

[Krazy On The Outside]

Great piece! I really like it!
I like how you used compared televisions screens and your memories.
I love the imagery used in your fifth stanza.
You left out a coma on your sixth stanza after "two" I think when you wrote "The screams won't stop, my sister subs and subs" You meant sobs, but I don't know, it is your piece.
Keep up the good work! =)
-Krazy On The Outside.

[Coyote Poetry]

Anger can motivate a soul to understand right from wrong. All deeds good and bad will be paid for sooner or later. A excellent poem.