His Life Lead Him To The Crime

Inside of the beast harbours a human.

If you would just ignore his rash actions,you can actually see him.

Living potentional shining through,he is just broken and confused.

Lost in a world made by rejection.

Filled with hate and self neglection.

What path did he take to end up in this cell?

What road did he take to end up in hell?

The true story is that he was born to die.

The true reality is that he was never supposed to be alive.

He was brought up in a home made from pure hatred.

A home his abuser,his father has created.

He has no skin, he is made of bruises.

His mother is worthless,clueless and stupid.

His father is a genius monster.

His sister is a w***e.

His home is a broken hole.

But he wants to go back,but why?What for?

His reality has become the abuse and deceit.

His fantasy is a family,but thats nothing but a sweet dream.

 

Author's Note

I really didn't put a lot into this one.
I actually wrote this about my cousin.
So,I guess its more of a release than a REAL poem.

Reviews

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Glad you shared it with everyone. Sharing is caring, as the old saying goes.

[TJ]

This poem was really packed with emotion...I loved the all too real conflict of wanting to run from and return to an abusive home :)

[☯]

An amazingly deep and passionate poem. I can feel the hatred and contempt in words. The flow was also very nice and moving. I can picture the black and white image you painted into my mind and the agony and yearning you portrayed. I especially liked the very last line. Amazing job :)

[Buddhistboy73]

Deep deep picture of the reality many of us face at some time in our lives....I only hope that the protagonist of this story finds peace, love and happiness....thanks for sharing such a deeply moving piece of writing....the imagery just jumps off the page on this one.....good write....