Let Me Tell You a Story

(I’m having major writer’s block while I was writing the Thorn story so why not try to think of ideas while writing a poem?)

Let me tell you a story

About a mother

Whose husband didn‘t love her.

You can see her with tears in her eyes

And a five-year-old son by her side

As she said in a harsh whisper,

“I never want to see you again, mister.”

Let me tell you a story

About a son

Who in high school was number one

Yet he had some type of depression

But when he met a girl, it lessened

As he asked her with question marks in his eyes,

“Why are you getting bullied? Why?”

Let me tell you a story

About a girl

Who never wore her hair in ribbons and curls.

A clique constantly brought her down

Always turning her smile into frown.

She told the head bully while staring at her shoes,

”Just tell your father to stop drinking booze.”

Let me tell you a story

About a bully

Whose winter coats weren’t always so wooly.

Her father caused her so much damage

That she used her sadness to give others a disadvantage.

She asked her father while feeling like shrinking,

”May you please just stop drinking?”

So stories, too much to tell.

They could be an entire book, but oh well.

Write your own, place it into your own category.

After all,

Anyone can change their story.