headphones are the one thing that’s somehow saved me
I can’t leave the house without them, even in the house they are always near
Its never known when my parents will argue i can’t guess when they will yell and shout
When my dad will leave the house
lately my mom has threatened too
as much as my headphones help they cannot block out the sound
My parents are too loud the noise cancelling headphones become quiet
it scares me to go out with them because what If they cause a scene?
then the whole grocery store will see that I am the product of the problem marriage the two who should have never been parents
stop please stop your shouting stop your crying I can’t take it anymore
you can ditch the house and leave till the morning
but I am stuck here! And sick with you
if it were up to me I’d be gone with the rain
even though the rain never stops
no more afternoons do I want to have puffy eyes
that make me tired, so tired of you two
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Author:
Hoolihooli (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2022 19:21
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
you may also
view this moment of strife
as an opportunity..
be present, witness
all that 'they' are doing, without shrinking
instead
try working out, why
they may be doing those things
then
take note and reassure yourself
with the knowledge
now, 'you' know
what not, to do
and begin
the process of crafting, that 'Who'
you'll become
when you get your chance
to build a home..
'We learn far more
from our trials in life
than our successes'..
thanks for sharing
stay strong! dear poet
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