The fault is all his own. Time to just say goodbye finally.




The spaghetti incident (one among many others)

The spaghetti plate
Went flying across the room
And barely missed my head
'Cause you and mom were
Having another one of those
Moments, but in truth,
You were drunk out of your
Head again (as usual)

Mom may have pushed your
Buttons as she was good at
Doing, but does it excuse
The outcome of your violence
And your losing grip? I don't
Think so. I saw the plate
Coming right for my face from
The kitchen to the living room

Had I been facing the other way
That plate would have hit me
Luckily, I saw it coming and I
Could duck away from its trajectory
And then you went ahead and trashed
The whole apartment. Furniture
Overturned and broken and everything
In total disarray. For what?

'Cause you couldn't control yourself
As you never could do (and still today)
It's all about you, isn't it? It's always
About your feelings and your inabilities
To keep yourself in check. Your loss of
Control. But no one else knows about
Those times, do they? 'Cause you
Present yourself as this charming, great

Guy, when in all truth, you're a loser
In every sense of the word. But the
People around you today have no clue
About that side of you. If they did,
They'd probably have a whole different
View of who you happen to really be.
You know, that side of you that you hide,
'Cause you're too ashamed to admit to it.

You make your victims out to be
Something they are not, in the least.
I want nothing more to do with you
As you've made me suffer enough
In a silence that you've imposed
Through most of my existence.
I was quiet and didn't say anything,
But now I just can't anymore.

My feelings have everything to do
With your own behaviors.
The little girl who crammed it down
And didn't have the words to say
Has finally come to a point in her life
That she just can't accept it anymore.
She can't keep it all to herself,
She won't keep silent any longer.





Diary by Anly Stede The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-04-15 at 07:07

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Well wrote and well expressed. The sad , painful mind expreances , a child suffers.
Ken D
2015-09-26



So glad that you know where to place the blame and you can walk away. Some people continue to blame themselves for an alcoholic's behavior. A very powerful poem with a strong message.
Ashe
2015-09-13


Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
It takes a very brave heart to give voice to the oppressed silence. To rise above the pain that another's emotional turmoil has inflicted.

I know it can not have been easy to write these words but their is only so long one should submit to walking in the shadows of another's morose. There is only so much love one can invest in hope. Hope that the tide will turn and the dark shadows, cast like a fisherman's net to capture all that stray too close, will dissolve in the mirror of self reflection.

A poignant write which has reached deep into my heart.
2015-04-15


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Couples sometimes have toxic relationships.Sometimes the toxicity is addictive to the point where each feeds off the toxin generated by the other.

Shamefully, humanity or social necessity demands they maintain these relationships to the detriment of innocent children.

There is hurt expressed here in extremely profound ways.

But there is growth and finally, resolution also.

Very well written
2015-04-15



I'm sure this resonates with a lot of people--certainly myself. It's unfortunate that children get caught up in the drama of their parents. Just as in your character's case, my parents had a stormy, to say the least, relationship. My father, I suppose, was more demonstrative in his violent tendencies, but my mother was far from innocent either. Like your character, she knew exactly the right buttons to push, and at times I felt sorry for my father. Anyway, it's good to have grown up and grown away from all that. Excellent poem.
2015-04-15


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very powerful. I come from a home with an abusive father so I know too well about this behaviour. And yes there comes a time when you need to stand up and remove yourself from it. In my case because I finally realized that it belonged to a very malignant personality. You expressed this very, very well but I am hoping that it is just a made up story, for your sake. :)
2015-04-15