Confused am I by family
but by self most of all
inner thoughts causing calamity
outer self ruined by one call
trust broken time and time again
betray, forgive, betray, over and over
no forgiveness for siblings ten
trust, betray, forgive, breaking my cover
hurt by their actions and my own
unsure how to carry on with these choices
made in love maybe, hurt to the point of disown
thought of as crazy and asked if I hear voices
sisterhood is broken perhaps for good this time
no tears have I cried for her or her decisions
so deeply saddened this I carry out in rhyme
for this, there will be no more repetitions
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Author:
Amelia Hendricks (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2023 13:30
- Comment from author about the poem: My sister did something that hurt me, and I'm not sure why she did it, the only way I can truly process and express my emotions is through poetry when I'm happy, I write, and when I'm sad, I write, but especially when I am hurting I write.
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Comments1
(sadly, we don't get to choose our family
initially
yet, once we've developed our own sense of self
it's important we realise
family may be blood, and blood
may be thicker
may deserve our loyalty and patience
BUT!
we must include family members
as part of our subjective
grouping of the people
WE WANT
in our lives..
we need not walk with them day in
day out
we can extend an elongated line
between us
be there for them , in their time of need
should we wish, to
but live our life's, firmly
distanced
from their toxic influence
on our lives..
We , Curate
who gets to be graced
by our Presence
in life...
choose family, as you would your friends
but
just to be on the safe side
keep a link open, a door
half ajar
in the hope, they may someday
surprise you...)
stay strong!
thanks for sharing, dear poet
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