For the bad situations good people never deserve.
My great grandfather
hurt my great grandmother
and maybe it goes back farther
but I know for sure it was there
then
My grandmother and grandfather drank
they "drank away their problems"
and a baby boy
It's not just blood that runs through a family line
it's pain, it's punches, it's problems
and maybe one day we'll know
why it's the only thing able to travel through time
family is a bond they say
and I won't denounce mine
but they can keep their pain
in whatever way they want
if they must pray
or if they must hide
doesn't matter
it's not mine
blood is thicker than water
but maybe I don't want to be baptized in yours
I won't spend my life
scrubbing red stains out my clothes
I will drink all the bleach
and none of the alcohol
I will throw away pictures
but never punches
and maybe one day I'll forget you
and maybe one day that'll be fine
cause maybe one day
I'll be know as kind
and finally
once i've bleed enough
the new liquid in my veins
won't stain
and will restart this family line
YOU ARE READING
All you want me to be
PoetryJust some poems I've been writing. This is a way for me to gain experience and criticism, so please leave your thoughts and ideas. The first few chapters may not be my best work but I don't want to delete anything since I want to see my progress so...