"For Andy"
I've barely a memory--
In my head...
Up to age six...
And what I remember
(mostly in bed)
Was the feeling of "bricks"...
Weighing me down
And the faces of clowns
Swirling all about me...
On their faces were frowns--
"Evil-looking" and gross...
To this day it still haunts me...
My dad was a "drunk"
But "I" didn't know...
Just thought he was strange...
The house where we lived
Seemed so cold and so dark...
And "I" felt inane...
My mother was "weak"
But "I" didn't know--
How could I have then?
Still, in school I did well-
Though at home it was hell-
There and back I have been...
Without going too deep
Over these tears that I weep
I will say, without shame-
Though I've "been there and back"
And discretion I've lacked
I seek no more to blame...
The "funk" of my past
Want to feel "peace" at last--
And I WILL...just you wait!
With life, still to live...
And with so much to give...
I will CONQUER this fate!
Though, slowly it goes...
Tween the highs and the lows
Facing, still the"old wall"...
Burnt from the flames
Won't go down for there's hope
Five foot two...standing tall....
S.A.H.
Birth sign: Pisces
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