Repetition,
A relentless cycle of emotion.
No escaping the doomful condition
Of always being in motion.
Living day by day,
Doing what is seemingly best.
Push the pain away,
Will my heart ever rest?
My family is a shame,
With a constant fight.
Never finding who's to blame,
It's the same every night.
My mother lives in the past.
My father lives in the now.
Others claim their love will last,
But I am wondering how.
My brother concerns me.
He acts just like our mother.
Padlocked heart with no key,
Could he not reflect another?
Father reasons it is jealousy
As to why it's me my mother hates.
She treats me so carelessly
As if she is the owner of Hell's gates.
Others she has beguiled
By appearing a victim.
At the expense of her child,
It seems that she's tricked them.
Every once in a blue moon
She will apologize.
Don't fall for it so soon,
For it is always a lie.
Surviving day by day,
Leaving her demons to rest.
Soon I will be far away,
Soaring from the nest.
For now I must wait,
Undergo the circumstances.
For an apology is never too late,
And she has unlimited chances.
Always being in motion,
No escaping the doomful condition.
A relentless cycle of emotion,
Call my mom, Repetition.
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Philophobia
PoetryCollection of short poems that deal with self-love, abuse, depression, suicidal thoughts, relationships and more. _______ Highest rankings #7 in life story
