Rules, regulations, and the Father's wrong-doings.
A bead of sweat drips down my temple.
I decide my fate.
A knife in
a shaky hand.
After everything that has happened,
I know that I will be damned.
Rules, regulations, the Mother's death.
Mother Mary! Goddess Durga!
Soon is my last breath.
Blood has been drawn and it wasn't mine.
Hair has been cut,
and I know everything won't be fine.
A blade has been shed and please don't let me die.
Rules, regulations, the Son's first breath.
I hide behind a mask.
Cover my hair and cover my mouth.
Rebellion they call it,
freedom it is.
I will never submit to the
life of a righteous woman.
Rules, regulations, the Blade's been drawn.
A man I pretend to be,
to save my family.
Tonight I fight.
Tomorrow I die gradually.
An unknown murderer,
a game to be played.
A secret that has a price to be paid.
Hide and seek is a game she plays.
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Faded Blue Notebook
ПоэзияThis is just one of my many poem books on wattpad. I have Coming Clean (xxcurlybabexx) and The Collection (XxXNightSkyLoveXxX) on here two which you can read the rest of my past poems. From this poem on, I am updating this book because I forgot the...
