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He sat there screaming, but no one could hear
Above the yelling that occurred beyond his door
A little boy left in fear, to hold down the fort alone
He stood there crying, small but sane
As shouting pierced through that door
A bigger boy wanting love, as the baseball game was missed by all
He raged there, cutting through his flesh
As same shouting pranced through said door
Who knew he'd have so much to hate, on his birthday, 16 years, gone
He pounded furiously on his cage
No more could he take
He broke down that door, screaming a tune
For his parents to take a break
"You're driving me crazy
You're driving mad
Scum like you should not exist
I'd wish you would die
and learn to just lie
Instead of your ******** pointlessness"
They looked at him as if he was lost
Insane they made him into this
Lost to the world at age 18
With all of the arguing
Greatest parents
A pile of bullshit
And all they could say
And all they could do
Was chastise him for his honest-to-God truth
They made him the villain
Scolding at his sense
And their yelling continued at a new source at best
"Breaking Doors Down!
An animal, I protest!"
And created, they did, the monster left yet to rest.
- by Chaotica Leonus |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/10/2009 |
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- Title: Breaking Doors Down Part 1
- Artist: Chaotica Leonus
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Description:
I really just came up with it on the moment. No real special reason. It stems from arguing though. I hate arguing and in some ways this represents some part of my life. Still, it is certainly not as extreme. I am merely taking a view on what it might be like for someone caught in that desperate of a situation and what unknown elements might unfold because of it.
I'm thinking of making this a two part poem, now that I think about it. If you'd like to comment, go right ahead. Enjoy. - Date: 05/10/2009
- Tags: breaking doors down again
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Comments (1 Comments)
- ThisIsMyDeathbed_x - 05/16/2009
- i really like the last 5 stanzas =) Reminds me so much of myself, but slightly different. He's arguing with parents, whereas with me, it's myself i argue with. stilll, it's awesome. 5/5 =) P.S - Read minee??? =P
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