are you cement
because I was there when you broke
and I can testify that your father cried more than you
even with your scars, like bad tattoos

are you ethereal
because you are thin, a whisper
in the ocean current
and your mother made you eat,
just for the family to see

are you celestial
because your head is full of stars
and supernovas, they always burst
in your brilliant and colorful words
and yet you cry because your sister denies you

are you driftwood
because you're tossed until smooth and small,
your size falling away slowly
until you will fade away,
and how then will your memories remain?

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem