Holding Back Tears

No one believes the child who no longer cries but they don’t know I have no tears left in my eyes. No one believes the child who never weeps but they don’t know I always have to sneak. No one believes the child who doesn’t talk but they don’t know it’s hard for me to walk. No one believes the child who has no proof but they don’t know what happens under my roof. No one believes the child with perfect skin but they don’t know I can never win. No one believes, but they do not know. Men are brave, men are bold they speak, for they are not told. The rulers of the house as they may seem to own the house is their only dream. Men are strong, men are intelligent they command every element. But my father is the polar opposite he’s my mother’s special monument. But my father suffers in silence as my mother uses her violence. Men aren’t always brave, that’s stereotypical. For I am afraid of the trembling unknown as my father is no longer in the zone. For I am afraid of the trembling unknown as it’s my mother who wants the throne. For I am afraid of the statement in my head as it’s myself falling to shreds. For I am afraid of the statement in my head as no matter what, we’ll all end up dead. Innocent until proven guilty is what they call my mother yet guilty is my mother when faced against my brother. Innocent. Guilty. They’re just words. Holding Back Tears 30/07/2021 Sponsor: Edward Ibeh