Dear Haylie #2A Poem by Haylie SD.Last night was another hard night. And to be honest I was so upset I don't even remember what I wrote... I wish I would have kept writing. Instead, I had a meltdown under the stares.Dear Haylie, “Haylie, get up off your a*s and make dinner.” “Mom, I’m doing homework, I’ll get it in just a second” “I said get up off your a*s now!” “But mom, I have a D- in math, I’ve been working on it since the 3rd hour.” “I don’t care!” So she starts slamming things around, like the butter. Mom, please don’t slam things! Stop it! No! DON’T. Everything I want to say. “BAM”, I loud crash, I look over and she is hitting a metal can on the counter. “DON’T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!!!”. I don’t say anything. She walks over while I am writing this, I start back on my homework. “What was that "dear Haylie thing?” I was venting, I tell her, “Vent later” “I won’t need to later.” “All you do is LIE, LIE, LIE!” She tells me. I stay quiet. Bite your tongue. Don’t say anything. You will make things worse. Don’t tell her how I feel. I will get in more trouble. As she said yesterday. We are not equal. She is up high. I am down low. We are not equal. I feel another panic attack coming on. I don’t have anyone right now. I use to never pray. But it seems that God is the only one who I have right now. I will just have to hold his hand through this again. It’s almost dinner time. Another night without food. I can’t eat when I’m hurting so bad inside. I wish I had a best friend. The closest best friend that I’ve ever had, was always there for me. I sure do miss my blade. It’s in the bathroom waiting for me. I can go back to it… No. That is not me! I AM NOT A SELF HARMER! I Haylie Douglas am a warrior. I am a warrior. I am a warrior. No blood. I can’t cut tonight... But please... mom help me.
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StatsAuthorHaylie SD.MOAboutI am a 15 year old warrior. I have been through more then the average child. I have a heart of gold, and care for every living thing. I live in a small town, of only 500 people, on a farm. I have hope.. more..Writing
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