Family
What
can I say?
It's
what I never had.
No
soft, warm cookies,
nothing
like the people caught in a web
of
never-ending love.
No
warm, fuzzy feelings,
only
darkness, hatred.
No
mesmerizing sound of mothers returning,
no
comforting father's laugh to abate my fears.
Only
hard, cold slaps
of
a loud, drunken uncle.
No
sweet cinnamon apple pie smell,
no
innocent mother's soft touch.
Only
the hard, scared, evil looks of the patrons
from
this, this... odious
face.
What
I yearn for most-
a
smiling, laughing family.
Others
may covet it,
others
may have it,
but
it's what I
will never have-
family.