Merry Bleeping Christmas

Merry Bleeping Christmas

A Poem by therisa

In my mind
I hear John Lennon
Singing his song
"So This Is Christmas"
As the tears fall.

Reliving memories
Of Christmases past
And feeling guilty
For not doing enough
To stop the abuse
From him.

Never being
Good enough.

No matter
How hard
I try.

Living on
The fear of violence
For the slightest reason
By him.

A simple sweater
Given by mom
As a present
Ruins Christmas
For everyone.

As he rages
Around the house
Before storming off
To his bedroom.

Never mind
The gift certificate
I gave
One year.

Which
He tore apart
In anger.

Scared
He would attack me
Next.

Can still
Picture this
When I close
My eyes.

As if
It was yesterday
For me.

© 2014 therisa


Author's Note

therisa
The "him", I am referring to, is my younger brother. Until about a decade ago, when I stop going to my mom's house, he would terrorize Christmas, for my mom and I.


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That is so sad, but these from what I understand Therisa are now memories...bad ones, but memories and becase they are memories they are something from the past and that is the best place to keep them, in the past. I know it is so much easier said than done but, try not to dwell on the past...cast your eyes to the future and begin today by making new good memories that will eventually push those others from your mind.

Posted 9 Years Ago


therisa

9 Years Ago

Will, until seven years ago, I had kept these memories repressed, until I severe panic attack, while.. read more
willweb

9 Years Ago

That's why I said begin today. Seems like a good day to start to me. :)
therisa

9 Years Ago

Sigh. Am trying.
Holidays are not all rosy and they can leave the most vulnerable of us in tatters. I am sorry that you have to carry these memories and that they still haunt you.

Posted 9 Years Ago


therisa

9 Years Ago

Thank you, Icelandicblue. Normally, for the past few years, I sleep Christmas and Boxing Day away.
Thank you for sharing this most difficult piece. I understand, and I am so grateful this year for a Christmas that won't be like so many others.

Posted 9 Years Ago


therisa

9 Years Ago

Your welcome, KL. Am grateful, for you that the cycle is ending.
I hope you have brighter Christmases now. It's so tragic his entire existence is poisoned by so much anger. Has he ever sought treatment for his own issues that cause such violent anger?

NOTES: "He [tore] apart"


Posted 9 Years Ago


therisa

9 Years Ago

Not sure, I have the strength to that yet, as he stole so much from me.
MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

He's still stealing from you. Forgiving him is not about him. It's about you. It's about taking back.. read more
therisa

9 Years Ago

I don't have the energy, right now, Momzilla.

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therisa
therisa

Ontario, Canada



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A pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..

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