Poem:
While rain floods the house
As my baby brother cries
I hold him in my arms
And told him many liesDont worry dont fret
The rain will be over yet
Daddy will come home
He'll fix it with no regretThe water rises high
Breaching our small chests
I hold my brother tight
And keep lying my bestOh father he is strong
He'd never leave our side
He'll save us from the rain
And hold us up with prideI hold my brother up
So he may breath the air
The water fills my lungs
But stopping, I don't dareHe's on his way right now
He's practically here
So stand tall and strong
Don't you live in fearThe water engulfs my body
But my brother stays a float
Daddy's not coming back
He has no stable boatI drown and it turns black
I'm alone but I dont care
My brother will survive
He didnt need daddy there
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For we the Broken
PoesiaLyrics, poems, and short stories addressing the men and women in abusive or complicated relationships with both their partners, families, and friends