The Memories.... Poem by Alyssa Howell

The footsteps of two running children
Laughter that subsides into yells and screams
I seemed to freeze in place and hyperventilate

What happened to the good memories?
My mother used to hold me tight
My brother never got into fights

Worst of all I’m living with my grandmother who right now I hate the most
Because…She doesn’t understand me and doesn’t want to or care to
My father lives with us too but I don’t really have a problem with him

I just wish he acted more of a father than a friend…..plus a push over sometimes
My memories seem to pass me by
Relapsing inside and not letting me remember anything but glimpses as in black and white

Just remembering my past makes me think of the bad memories
If I concentrate on the good all I get is one sweet memory
Me and family went to a swimming place

With a dam and my brother and I went face to face under the dam
That was the last time we ever went somewhere as a whole family
Me and my brother just went under the dam and scared everyone……

All my memories are fading with my family and me
Now I can picture is: yelling, hitting, and almost dying because of car crashes
I wish to remember the good memories but all I get is only maybe two