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You Can't Imagine My Life
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My Reality No matter what I say about my life,
You’ll think it’s all false.
My mother married a gay man.
He didn’t know, and neither did she.
They had three kids, my brother, my sister,
And myself.
As a child I wondered if I would be gay,
Because he is.
He tricked around
And got a dose of the plague.
It seeps through my veins
On the count of his irresponsibility.
My sister died of TB.
I was four, my brother three.
My brother has pneumonia,
It’s getting worse.
I work out three times a week.
I don’t eat fried foods, fast foods,
Or red meat
Gotta stay healthy, can’t get sick.
I am sick.
Where have the days gone,
They go by so quick.
deep... I love this... and am hoping this is just a perspective piece- I know it's a sad reality for someone living in a nightmare similar to this, but I hope this was not part of the ration of shit that fate sent you- I know individual hells, tortures and cliche type drama scenes have befallen all of us in one way or another, but damn, some things hardly seem livable with, and this, a card dealt to someone, just seems so unfair and so harsh... anyhow, I'm feeling all the pieces I've read so far, and this one just got to me for real... nice write...