3These are little poems creating a short story. Here we go.
This is the summary:
Life is great
Fun
Perfect is life
Not really.
This night was the night
My life was ruined.
The storm came.
And my heart was shattered
My brother disappeared
From my life
And just like that
Reality
Snapped into life
An fantasy
Became unrealistic.
September 13, 2008,
Il mio fratello maggiore (My big brother)
My brother,
I miss him.
But he left
His soul
Behind.
He left me
Behind.
And he gave
Up on school.
And turned to
Drugs.
Last night,
He was perfectly
Alert.
And,
Up until now,
Always said
No.
If not for
Him,
But for
Me.
Tonight,
However,
Was different.
He came home
With his
Life killing
Pleasure,
And asked me
If I wanted
One.
I told him no.
And he
Just laughed.
~ MD
September 14, 2008
Perché (Why)
Last night,
I cried out
For my older,
Stronger,
Show-off brother.
Instead,
I got a nightmare.
I don't know
What to do.
He acts like
He is
Different.
I don't know
How to tell
Him,
That he is
Doing something
Dangerous.
I threaten to tell
Mom and Dad.
He rolls
His eyes
And says
"You don't
Have the
Guts."
I say
"Yes, I
Do.
I have more
Guts than you.
I say no,
But you say yes."
He leaned
Close and
Whispered in my ear,
His cold,
Sharp breath
Saying,
"Why are you on
The light side?"
"Why are
You on
The dark"
I ask.
What happened
To my older
Brother?
~ MD
September 15, 2008,
don' la t lo crede (They don't believe me)
I am safe
I am free
Because
He will
Never hurt
Me.
I decided
To tell.
And he decided
To kill.
But my mom
And dad just laughed.
What happened
To my
Strong
Parents?
~ MD
September 16, 2008,
Che cosa è accaduto
(What happened)
I will never
Be
True to you.
But you will
Never listen.
I hope
You never
Find these
Poems.
I hope
You get
Tortured.
What happened
To my big
Brother?
Why did you
Have to change?
Why are
Mom and
Dad always
On your
Side?
Don't you
Feel the least
Bit bad?
I looked
Up to you
And all you
Do.
Or all you
Did back then.
But now I
Think,
What's happening
To me?
Can I try to conquer
It?
What happened
To the brother
I trust?
What happened
To your
Soul?
Just like
Your brain,
You left it
In loony-vile
Where you don't
Get them back
Until:
Until
You die,
Until you live,
Until
You whisper
You love me.
Because deep,
Deep down
I know you do.
And I
Know I feel
The same way to.
Well, about
You.
~ MD
September 17, 2008
La verità ritiene buona (The truth feels good)
I went
To school
And got
Picked on.
I beat
Them up.
And got
In trouble.
The principle
Asked me why,
And,
Believe it
Or not,
I told her
The truth.
She actually
Believed me.
And trusted
Me.
It feels good
To be trusted
Again.
Not that
You would
Ever know
That feeling
Again.
She told
Me that
I can trust her.
And that she was very happy
That I trusted her enough
To tell her this.
I broke down crying,
And she held me,
Till my tears ran dry…
~ MD
September 18, 2008,
È questa ferita o avversione? (Is this hurt or hate?)
Mommy's not happy.
Daddy is upset.
You are screaming.
I am proud.
The principle
Told the counselor,
Who told a psychiatric
PERSONAL,
Who is taking you away.
I love you.
Remember that.
Mom and dad
Are coming.
I am smiling.
They hit me.
Right in front of you.
I brake down crying.
You are laughing.
That was the first
Time in a while.
I miss you.
And I had to do
This.
Will you
Ever love me
Back?
~ MD
October 1, 2009,
Ora siete felice? (Are you happy now?)
The word got
Out that you are
Gone.
My friends
Were supporting
Me one minute,
The next…
Well, they were gone.
They told
Me that they
Will always
Support me
But their
Parents are
Afraid.
They hugged me
And whispered,
"I am so sorry."
My teacher doesn't
Like me.
None of them do.
They like you.
Some people,
Like your coach,
Blame me
That you
Turned to
That unfaithful
Killer.
Others say
That they
Support me.
The class is split
In two.
One side is against me,
The other is with me.
Are you happy now?
~ MD
October 7, 2008,
Avete… Faccialo… (Have you… Do you…)
My dear brother,
Have you a heart
Made of coal?
Have you a heart
Of unfaithfulness?
Have you a heart
Full of drugs?
Have you a heart
Full of hatred?
Do you understand
My pain, and
Suffering?
Do you know
That mom and
Dad don't
Like me?
Have you heard
That people are
Talking about me?
Do you know
That I was
Grounded?
Will you ever
Know
That I still
Love you?
That I write
About you?
That I
Even write?
Have you served
The pain,
And suffering
And embarrassment
I have been
Through?
The never-ending
Lies I have to tell
For you?
That I have to hurt
Everyday,
When, really,
All I'm hurting
Is you?
~ MD
A/N: YO! I will probably be working mostly on this. So if you have read any of my other stories, they will be on hold (DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME DORKEYY!)