Yelling
Screaming
Crash, bang
Things being thrown around
Mom packing her bags
We all know shes leaving
Sister and i screaming and crying
Wanting to yell at the top of my lungs
"Mom please don't leave us!"
Already out the door
Heading twords a strangers arms to do things she shouldn't
Soon friends, alcohol, drugs, and a man who didn't care
Took her own kids places
5 through 6 thought i was all alone
A sister and two brothers who could barley take care of themselves
Had to take care of their younger sister
Soon all became broken and sacred
And all hearts became hard
Oldest brother took a stand
And it was too late for our mother to change her ways
For we were already out the door heading to our fathers arms
Knowing our world would be better
And hoping our mothers world would be to one day.
-lexi G.

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Poetrythey are sad poems maybe a few happy all hand written by me. Some talk about death. Please enjoy my poems.