Life story

(this is more of me than anything you will read of my work...which is why it isn't as great of a read)

Two parents who's love was great
Three children who then divorced their fate
Man alone with no one to hold
Married again, a woman even more cold

Constantly running from spouses
Mother moved us in and out of houses
Then that cold shell of a woman who married dad
Everyday made us wish she never had

With no home to call my own
I wandered feeling ugly and alone
No friends to help me through
No one to tell me my thought were untrue

Bullied with no hope to prevail
Since second grade, ever class I failed
The ignorance of my father could not be ignored
And yet it was, even more than before

Living with mother was like I wasn't at all
For it was a sibling who'd lift me up when I'd fall
Then a man destroyed mom
With an explosion, she went off like a bomb

Emotionally depressed
Physically stressed
She couldn't work
She lost all of her self worth

Homeless that year we moved again
With no money, we borrowed from a friend
Not cash, but food and shelter
Mom asked grandma to help her

The holidays came quickly that year
With no tree or presents, I didn't shed a tear
Instead I smiled, because we were at least together then
I didn't know soon I'd lose a friend

Grandma grew ill around that time
She couldn't admit, insisted she was fine
Cancer dug its vicious claws into her liver
Finding this out, my body quacked and quivered

Only in the sixth grade, already my smile was fake
The pain slithered into my mind like a snake
She was cured after just six months, or so they thought
But it came back two years later, with no hope to be fought

In the fatal days of that lonely summer
Spending them with her couldn't be better
Bathing, changing, feeding her like she did me
I could hope, for her sake, she'd soon be free

She passed just before my freshman year
Scarred and destroyed, I lived in fear
Somehow "Suicidal" doesn't measure each thought
Insecurities barreled like a gun and took the shot

"Stepmom" was more of a "Stepmonster"
Telling me I was evil, unable to speak or muster a peep
Girls at school didn't understand
In this time, God was my only fan

The bullying continually got worse
Life less lived, more of a curse
Eating became my enemy
Anorexia became the only friend to me

Boy's and parties I tried
Each one made me want to die
So one night when I was alone
I decided to make my feelings shown

I tied a rope around my neck
Crying, trying to die, I was a wreck
I jumped from that mountain of a chair
But the rope broke, which didn't seem fair

Church became a devotion then
God was once again my only friend
I donated 11 inches of my hair
To a little girl stuck in a chair

But this was all a year ago you see
Now again I'm lost, trying to find me
Still no dad, I partied on
The old me now gone

A sea of emotion lingers
I can count the true friends on four fingers
Scared of what's in stored
But at least, in my life, I've never been bored