
The relative
The relative
I never understood you as a person
your twisted personality is
always taking sharp turns
into dark corners
never leaving your place
like a mole deep in a tunnel
you stay there and taunt me
from a distance
when there is a moment
of peace
you decide to lie to me
telling me about the things
you supposedly said
I sometimes daydream
about what life would be
like if you were replaced
But that moment is short lived
Like a slap in the face
I come back to reality
Wishing for someone different
but always knowing that I am stuck
with you.
Like fingers glued together
I try to painfully tear them apart.
but I am too weak for its strength.
Mia-Tatyana Hendricks