I'll Come When You Call...

 

 

You're hurtful,

You're mean.

Your speach is obscene.

 

I cry, you laugh.

My sanity rips in half.

 

I push, you shove.

For you, I have no love.

 

You hurt me on purpose.

Your true colors come to the surface.

 

Someday you'll see

That it was wrong how you treated me.

 

You cause so much stress.

Because of you, my mind is a mess.

 

Someday you'll need me.

For my help, you will plea.

 

And I'll come when you call...

I'm your big sister after all.

 

 

 

Author's Note

I dont have much to say about this other than this is about my relationship with my brother...Review please, I'd like to know what you think.

Reviews

[Shante Payne]

Awh, sibling rilvary...I was actually under the impression that this was about a lover, it was cool how you threw me for a loop in the end.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words seem to take us down one path, the pain in a relationship, but turn at the end to the hurt found in a family.. Here is a love that goes deeper than surface scars. So well done!

[Coyote Poetry]

It is hard to be family. We must stand together in the good and the bad times. I like the ending. Sisters need to there for each other. A outstanding poem.
Coyote