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I hate having divorced parents. I go day to day wondering where I must stay, what bag I must pack, what siblings I'll see and what trees I won't because my father lives in the town that I don't fit but his new family does,my mother lives in the country where I feel safe. My father's house is chaos and traumatized. My mother's house is safe and warm. My mother always chose us children but my father thought that we weren't worth much more . My mother supported us let us adventure but to my father we were not the glimmer in his eye but in fact where the people that got in his way for some reason unknown even though he wanted us to stay he wanted us to stay so that way he could have a tax break but in reality us staying would lead to our deaths. My father chose the woman over his own children. Her mother stayed, my mother chose us over everything else,my mother never said a bad word about my father but my father would slander my mother every chance he got. My father is a narcissist my mother has depression my father wouldn't support my mother when my mother decided to get some help my father will never get help my father is now an addict my father kept being an addict until somebody screamed it at him and kicked him out my father didn't listen to his nine-year-old daughter when she said that he was an addict my mother listened to her 9 year old daughter when she said that she didn't like her new husband.Divorce is hard but the life of a divorced child is harder.
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PoetryPoetry from my darkest and lightest of hours.Most are about my past.My relationship with my father is getting a lot better.I will try to put Trigger Warning (TW) but if I miss any please let me know.