Steven Kopko Poet Rhyme

Browbeat

The family came and went
My emotional and physical pain stays lament
The burden of lies 
Stays alive within family ties
The truth teller
Gets the raw deal from the home dweller 
How can I get my life out of this cellar 
Return to my innocence 
The love I always have for those that sin
I feel like a garbage bin
Dump on me like a drunk arduous throwing away the gin
I take in a deep breath
Exhale in a way to feel no death
I’m here to stay 
Love me... 
Hate me...
Browbeat...

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Silent One November 17, 2020 at 3:25 AM Dark and disturbing poem.. No one should have to suffer this way... Steven Kopko November 17, 2020 at 5:03 AM Thank you for the comment. It is unfortunate that many have or had suffered this way. In the end, those that do survive, are the ones we can learn a great deal from.