Hereditary Poems - Poems about Hereditary

I try to suffice the unseen parts of me, the ones I try so hard to hide, to take apart, and rip away the nature, though it seeps deep in my dna, and time through time the cycle restarts, etching every moment, every breath that I try to do myself, is in the shadow of someone else, and every step that I take, is controlled...

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Sitting in the specialty clinic when this big word is tossed in our laps I watched my son tumble flip play football soccer tumble play baseball yes we all knew he was short but now after injury this unexpected diagnosis I'm completely stunned hopeful but how many surgeries bone loss bone death I still can't pronounce...

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Crimson hue, last stain of life with ears, Ritual’s mark, from hunger and thirst earth drinks, Thick and red, a crimson rain, that sacred flow! Binding souls in eerie light and, Draws like a moth to light. Emotions, weightier than a thousand on a scale Veiled in dark, that haunting stain in treaties. “Blood is thicker than water” ...

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I have My grandmother's chin When I sew and knot the thread Her hands are mine Her love is mine when I dig my fingers in the roots Of my garden Her hands are mine When I look at my eyes I see the lines and think of her Her love is mine You are still there But so is she I look to her...

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illnesses too tragic to mention angrily parading through families who will be the next victim? changing your life greatly obliterating nonsensical compelling intense pain...

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An amazing revelation that's hard to believe Death happens daily, worldwide people grieve It's actually hereditary Can't escape being buried Holy crap! Millions of us people bereave...

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I used to love the colour Of my eyes But now I look at the hue And see you And as I grow So do the similarities Between us The lines on my forehead The curve of my smile The weight of my brow It's yours I wonder how much of me is mine How much of me you've given, And how much you've taken with...

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This hate runs through my viens and out my mouth. This *****litterally isn't good for my health. My silence is my medicine, Why share what trouble i've been in? You were never there, and I mean really there. You werent there to wipe my tears or fix my hair. So don't tell me that you ever cared. Hate has never ran so...

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It is me, or is it you? You're the adult, I guess you choose. You blame me? That's no surprise. I should open up my eyes, shouldn't I? When I look, the world I see; It's different than it used to be. Learning old and loving new, I think some explanation's due. You stay firm in your old ways, Ode to time when time...

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