hard feelings [ poetry + vents ]

parents

(vent)

you two were down each others throats. 

i didnt even notice.

i was just so used to the sound of screaming.

but he noticed. 

he came into MY room crying.

he was scared of YOU. 

he fell onto my bed crying.

i comforted him!

i held him until you quieted down!

i am not the fucking parent!

you are!

you should be the one helping your son emotionally,

not me!

you are scaring us for life and you dont even know it!

ive tried to tell you, but you never listen!

you are making him scared!

you're making her a bitch!

you two are such great role models!

i see the glares,

and i hear the quiet insults.

what image are you creating of yourselves?

you are making yourselves monsters in our eyes.

"how is your mom?" hed ask.

drunk.

"oh, shes fine." 

"hows your dad?" shed ask.

yelling at my sister.

"oh. hes fine."

shes fine.

hes fine.

im fine.