Murder Your Drear

Such disrespect has plagued my home. I was treated Like a toothless comb. Brother has told me I am not a man, But I walked away Before anything began. He laughed and laughed While I hung my head, So I turned around To fight him instead. I took a shot At his evil smile. He moved. I missed By near a mile. More laughing As he threw me down & stomped my face Into the ground. A funny feeling Grew in my heart, Like fungus in darkness. I fell apart. Something inside Has gone berserk. This funny feeling Forced a smirk. I found joy In hitting him back. I began to laugh With each attack. Then I took him By his throat, Putting an end To how he'd gloat. I took his knife & swung it near. I made the blade Disappear. Playing peek-a-boo Was never so fun. He shouldn't breathe. He couldn't run. My kind kin, Freedom is near. Only my sin May murder your drear.