fake family image
look at pictures of when i was little always smiling and laughing i hear stories of all the things i did and places i been but when i think i dont remember all i remember is deaths and tears, drugs and abuse how would you feel as you sat there and watched your parents use right in front of you? i remember the smell and all of their lies then me starting to cry and asking god "why?" but he had no answer i remember my father saying he couldn't stand her her meaning me im traumatized and broken but no one sees people have the same problems or worsebut it doesnt phase them they just forget but the scars remind us that the past is real and my weakness is that i care to much NOW I REALIZE THEY PUT ON A FAKE FAMILY IMAGE!!!
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