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What More Could I Do?

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It started in the morning

I didn't know what to do

As today I was faced with a living nightmare true.

It startted like an average day.

You know just like any other.

Until a conflict started between my mom and brother.

See I missed the bus because it came early.

And mom was really mad.

And because I had to wake my brother

I felt really bad.

Then she saw my brother

who missed the bus too.

And this is where the conflict just grew and grew.

For she lost her temper

and called him names then hit him.

Inside I wanted to help, but I decided to just sit in.

Then the door opened, but the conflict didn't end.

They kept beating eachother over and over again.

Inside me I felt like the Earth was quaking

because of how bad I was shaking.

They kept going at it, down the stairs on into the car.

And tears began to fall

as I endured it all.

Soon my mom began to scream and cry

as time began to fly.

There I stood shaken, beaten, and battered

for what I had to say no longer mattered.

I wanted it to stop

so I beeged a neighbor to call the cops.

Two cars came

I was the one to blame.

They talked to my mom and brother.

All I got to hear was that "there was no excuse to hit your mother."

From there I was left alone.

Shut outside my own home.

They came out after a while

and me now cold and scared reconciled.

Finally we made it to school late as ever

and I recieved a tardy; the day never better.

Today I was faced with a living nightmare true

and I continue to wonder if there anything better I could do.

Now I'm just wondering how to make it through.

I'm hurting now more than you'll ever know.

But if we never felt pain how could anyone grow?

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On June 30th 2007 babycrzzy Said :
babycrzzy wow that got to hurt bad I wish i could feel your pain but i've never had that happen