No Family's Perfect

No one is perfect

Not at all

Family is not perfect

Not at all

 

Though when family isn't there for your support, you begin to wonder, what is the true definition of a family?

 

Being alone each night. Whether its the middle of the summer; the coldest day of winter; the best day ever; the worst storm ever. No one is there to tuck you in at night. From when you are a child until you are an adult.

 

You have to fend for yourself when everything goes ery. Life takes a turn for the worst, you have no shoulder to cry on. Life gives you an oppertunity, you have no one to celebrate with.

 

When family is there, but not completely. Hiding behind a wall. You can smell the wretched stench of smoke on there breath. The wicked smell of alcohol. Enough is enough. You cannot stand it any longer. You stand up to make yourself known. But yet, they do not listen. No one is their.

 

No one is their to listen to your complaints. No one is there to give you a hand. What can you do when all else fails? Violence? No. Not violence.

 

Do as they do, turn to drugs and get high all day? No. Your not like them. You are different. You want to believe you are different but you are not. You are the same.

 

But what is it that makes you different?

 

Family. When they are not their and you cannot have support. When they are their but ignore you even though your standing next to them.

What do you do when in your heart you feel emptiness that is just a hole of darkness? With the pit of despair so deep you cannot even find the love of a friend to fill just pitiful black.

 

Each second of the day it eats at your heart, knowing that when you are home no one will be their to truely care about you. When eventually your heart aches and you cannot do anything about it.

 

What do you do? Starve yourself into depression? No.

 

What do you do when one day you come home and their they are. All of them. Sitting together waiting for you? Think its pity?

 

Who knows what to do. But when the heart aches you need to fill it with love and happiness. No matter how empty your heart is. The family is always their. Whether you think of it or not.

Author's Note

More of a rant than a story

Reviews

[Marina]

:)

This was really pretty.
Sort of sad--but fantasmic.

Your a great writer.

StaySweet,
Youknowwho.