The Walls Shake..

Dealing with family issues and my own, builds up and eventually I will break...

 

 

 

The Walls Shake..

When we have an argument

The fight gets taken to the next level

My heart crumbles to pieces

I hate to think but

I live in a broken home

We could be laughing

Having great times

Sharing the happiness

Then all of the sudden

The walls shake

The sound of our voices

At the top of our lungs

Then you have me in the background

With my head down

Disappointed in all of you..

We are a family

We aren’t called that just because

I want to prove that we aren’t just another screwed up one

There is so much that needs to be said

But other things are just so much more important

I fall, I stress, and I break

But I don’t take it out on you

I keep it all locked in

I write it out on paper

Or I talk to my best friends

I was talking to one of them before all this happened

And he just felt the walls shake from another state

When I hear his voice yell

I sink in my own skin

And I try to hide

But I always get dragged in

I hate the feeling

When the walls shake

No one can hear my screams…

Reviews

[JadedSparrow]

Im not sure what to say... When you first mentioned things being rough at home, I didn not think it was to this degree. As I read this piece, I could hear them screaming...I could feel myself trying not to draw any attention. A wonderfully tragic write. While I loved the honesty of the poem, I hate that you are dealing with this right now. My heart goes out to you, dear friend.

[poetforlife]

This must come from a very deep and sad place. I had a childhood much like this. Life will get better and you will have your own home and family and you can break that pattern and make yours a better one. Good luck to you.