Parental advisory

by Michael   Sep 4, 2017


... once again..

.. I would be woken, by two voices raising; faded hopes.
Silhouettes casted; from the shady hallway light; hands
that moulded like weapons upon the wall..

one..

..gestured a motion, like that of a bayonet;
poking and prodding with accusations.

the other..

..like the barrel of a gun; firing counter
accusations; in a far more vigorous fashion

The atmosphere; was steeped in a monochrome hue;
as their arguments; painted the same old
monotonous; black and white..

..echoes of,
tit-for-tat...

...which...

...rattled through the air; like bullets being fired;

re-pea-ted-ley

empty shells echoed; a ringing in my ears;
which resounded their vacant words..

...SHOT...!
!!
from misfired mouths; which penetrated; deep into one another,
verbal wounds; shattering their already; fractured love!!
their hearts; splintered
with chards of
saddened;
shrapnel..

...mine too!

I crouched down; behind my bedroom door
quietly, trying to contain my twitchy shadow; which reflected my nerves; jittering upon the ceiling..

..while,

I held my sobs; silently in my hand..

..as

I wanted to avoid becoming a
scapegoat, by default; of their
diverted attention...

...again.

Which has happened in times past;
I would be dragged in; like a.......

..........cigarette,

with their,
lungs filling; with toxic excuses,
then bellowing out blame
in my face!

Leaving me with...

...their stubbed-out memories.

that still, smoulder in my mind...

...today..
...and..
.forever.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    A life which no child would want to live through and its a shame
    that some parents don't realize the hurt which is been planted in a child's
    heart. I like the way you have penned this breaking up certain lines
    which makes it very realistic and at the same time letting the reader
    live through that experience.

    "..echoes of,
    tit-for-tat...

    ...which...

    ...rattled through the air; like bullets being fired;

    re-pea-ted-ley"

    ^^I was wondering why the word repeatedly was broken up like
    a syllable count and it makes sense, this imagery here
    is like
    a continuous firing which never ends and no matter how many
    years have passed its etched into the heart..a painful reality for any
    child...take care

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Meena for reading and your break down of my poem.
      Yes the re-pea-ted-ly is the continued rap of the and repetitive words, liked being fired over and over again :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Lucifer

    Michael, My friend there are very few married couples who know the meaning of love and what could be the impact of their actions on the mind of their childrens.
    I saw few things at Young age too, like 12-13, but my parents realized it soon that they were dragging me and my brother too into the wrong path, after that we lived happily ever after.

    Love and light for you my friend.
    Stay blessed and happy!

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thanks MrL
      Yes childhood is our most important place of learning. It can make life a tough road, if it goes wrong :)
      *thanks for spotting typo *

  • 7 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Oh Michael! I want to hug that boy and make him safe!
    It's so unusual to see something written from the child's perspective. Proper genius!
    =^.^=

  • 7 years ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Wow, I wish I could write like this, although I wouldn't want to share that experience.

    Respect

    Craig

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thanks Craig, no that's good to hear my friend :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Michael

    Thank you Miss M
    Yes repeated many times, lessons we try to learn for ourselves :)

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