we almost made it
By h. •
i cringe at the thought of loosing everything
everything i thought i'd have forever
my family is dying
we stay by eachothers sides
out of obligation
there is no love
the mother tries
the sister cries
the brother yells
the father lies
and the other child curls up
in the corner
everything i could have had
was shone to my eyes
but all i can do is dream about them
my reasons for living
are leaving one by one
being pulled like strings
from my nearly threadbare scarf
once full of bright and vibrant colors
now left with greys and outlines of life
i think i have to leave them now
but i don't have the heart to tell
she'll twist my words
and make them hurt
like she says i do
to her
i used to count on her
for everything
she was my solid foundation
i'd tell her all my problems
and she'd always have an
answer
but now i have to face things on my own
she's leaving me before i'm even grown
she denies it
with every fiber of her being
claiming disrespect on my part
scorning my "ungrateful" heart
but no matter what she says
no matter what you see
I'm living on my own
my mom is leaving me.