Sisters of 2 Mother

By: Cipher16

Whenever mother wasn't there
they console and hold each other close in fear,
of receiving meaningless beatings that seem endless
when this lady appears glassy eyed stares
and aggressive excessive grasping of the hair,
Dare to tear begging their bodies not to let their nostrils flare
knowing there are wire hangers on the stove waiting sare,
once radiant looks now resemble timid glares
wardrobes appear as winter or autumn all year,
Long sleeves and tissue packed pockets to stop the nosebleeds
heart filled with issues, kid games they did not play
so worried that sweat would smear their make-up and reveal guts full of hatred...
thoughts to despair,
notice as this pair dwindles emotionally detached
trying their hardest to rekindle their mental
the type of life no 11-year-olds should view,
Living arrangements drastic
suddenly becoming immune to being battered...
on the way to school the next day like nothing ever happened,
Bell rang around 3
as they grab their backpacks hoping when they reach home it is momma they see,
Momma was always good to Bri great to Tee...
Never wanted momma to leave,
As momma get dressed
the twins start getting depressed
as long as momma's around the twins get love and respect,
Then the lady appears
they immediately draw tears...
Run to the corner hit the floor in fetal position
it's been like this for the last few years,
Respect is not expected to receive peace and happiness
thoughts get ejected being fed mental poison...
By 13 never hesitant to let the boys in,
Momma overdosed never saw the pose
funeral home requested the coffin close
No feelings for this lady so no need to console,
She left them triple damaged
mind, body, and soul.


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