Big Brother
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Ann Foster.
Big Brother
When I was little I thought you knew everything.
I thought you could do anything.
I believed you were bigger than life.
You were at least bigger than me,
and always told me stuff.
I trusted you.
When the bad man came,
the evil monster in the night,
the shade in the darkness,
you were not there.
You were somewhere else.
I tried to tell you “he” would come back.
You did not understand me? Or!
You did not want too.
If you did, then there was more…
It was worse than I had already lived through,
and it would be repeated, often.
That made everything sadder.
I thought you were a warrior.
I thought you slew dragons.
You are just a boy.
I should never have thought I could be saved.
I was given away from the start.
The price…
paid.
All is okay now.
I forgive you.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment