Random Poems

Life as I've known it

This includes family issues. So if you don't want to read it, again, no one is forcing you. :) 

I woke up to a house that seems to be,

Screaming it's own lungs out.

The mom is yelling at the man,

The man doesn't seem to care.

I want to go back to bed, but I can't

Stand the yelling from the two so,

I get out of bed, to do my routine.

I go down the stairs,

Out the front door and say not a word. 

I wonder if they went because of these

Things that happen all the time.

There is nothing that says it isn't but then,

I look back at the events of the past week.

To solve the reason why.

We went to school and I came back,

Home was where I wished to be but

They didn't feel the same.

They wanted to find something outside,

The house, where they felt the worst.

I guess I'd just grown

Numb from all the yelling. 

Dad tends to yell at mom but,

Even I could tell it wasn't dad's voice this morning.

Mom tries to be nice but when,

He goes out drinking she looks

For a man in a better situation.

I overheard her once with my sibling,

She said she wanted to leave us all behind.

I overheard my dad in his room separately,

Saying something along the same lines.

Being me, I took it the same as every other

Day and just shrugged it off nonchalantly as if normal. 

I guess they felt upset, it's hard to tell when,

They don't want to talk much and never

Open up to you.

Not that I'm complaining I have

Lots of friends and never needed my sibling to

Look after me.

But then why? Why did they want out of,

This life and even farther? I never bothered them,

Or even did much with them for that matter.

I thought that's what older siblings liked. 

But they jumped anyway, so if

This isn't my fault than it must be because of the whole

Argument where my parents made it clear that they

Did not approve of my sibling being Bi.

They jumped off a twelve-story building yesterday

And before this they wrote a note.

It said, "I wish my family wasn't broken and I wish to be myself.

I can't really tell who I am if 'I' am playing the role of someone else." 

I found my way back home again,

And walked in to hear my parents now yelling.

I walk back up the stairs and into

My room to get ready, for bed,

I'd eaten out as I tend to do with the made-up friends

I talked about, I change and hear the front door slam,

A new sound, to my ears. Different than the other

Arguments they've had over the years.

I walk into my sibling's room as their lying

On their bed and in awful condition.

I sit down beside the bedside,

Not quite finding a good solution and

so I said, "Goodbye." 

I dug this one out of my pile and reworded some things. I remembered that I wrote this when I was upset again XD. Welp, hope you liked it. :)