intro to poetry
Revision Can I confess to you? Ever since I can remember, I had a voice in my head to do impulsive things I find that the angel on my shoulder will take a bathroom break And leaves me with something Too thoughtless Too quick Too smooth Because then I listen At five years old, I slapped her I had never slapped her before I never slapped anyone before But I was mad at her She took every ounce of attention She was maybe a year old The spitting image of me not too long ago But somehow, I feel like an invisible beggar Feigning for every ounce of attention she gets, that would have gone to me While she peacefully lay in her car seat Waiting to… My mom left us alone and As I did not think I slapped her, my own baby sister And of course, actions have consequences Because then she cried When you are absent of thought you forget that Actions have consequences I robbed my pregnant mother of the peace Here (in this moment of time) is when I realized my sister wa...
