hopelessness

[pirateeye]

Hopelessness

Laying in bed
Trying to sleep
Doing my best
Just not to weep

So little love
So much disobedience
Trying to reason
With nothing but silence

It was disturbing
Emptiness, unhappiness
Crept through the walls.
So much hopelessness

No feelings of good
Just one loud voice
No way to fix it
This was his choice

This wasn’t a life
Only heartbreak
It had to get better
What would it take?

There was anger
Force and disrespect,
No love, no heart,
No feelings to detect

The problem was youth
Would it heal in time?
Be so much better
Down this long line?

He’s just a child
So much to learn
For much better times
We all really yearn

Hard to live with
Yet no one could know
How far the anger,
Would make him go

Was it an illness?
He’d very often cry.
Why was this happening?
Tell me, why, oh why?

Selfish outbursts
Always up late
Trying to hide things
He knew we’d hate

All this secrecy
We need to know why
If he pushed it more
He’d yell, start to cry.

Problems arose
How couldn’t they see
He’s just not trustworthy
He’s out to deceive

When I tried to help
He just stood and stared
I wanted more back
But he only glared

It’s hard on us all
When would it end?
Where would I be
Without my friends?

His body lay lifeless,
Cold in his room
Only round the bad
Did his lonely heart bloom.

“Can I go out”?
The answer was no!
Be ready, be prepared,
Now his temper will blow!

Then it got dangerous
Be careful, watch out!
When you hear those words
He is ready to shout

Home wasn’t really home
Ripped right to the core
Little happiness to find
A situation of war

I’d gaze at him
And only see fear
A face with no clue
It brought many a tear

What are you doing?
This isn’t fair!
Talk it all out
Please, clear the air!

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[pirateeye]

So much emotion
And physical strength
To find a reason
They’d talk at length

“I’m going” he’d threaten
Why, what went wrong?
In just a few months
Would he really be gone?

How could you?
We’d ask every day
“It’s my life,
I’m going my own way”

With wishful thinking
“I’m a man” he’d say
No, poor little boy,
Not yet, maybe one day.

It’s all part of life
Can’t you understand?
For goodness sake child!
Will you be a man!

“I love you too”
I wanted to reply
To his I love you.
He wouldn’t even try.

Finding an ending
Is the hardest thing
It’s all still happening
And boy, does it sting!