My Poetic Style

A time in my life I didn’t like saying goodbye to is my childhood. Even though I lived with a monster, I did have some fun times. I did have a best friend while in my teens, but I didn’t have sleep overs unless he was sober. Everything depended on his sobriety.

I had to grow up fast. My mother worked nights as a nurse, so I had to learn how to cook, do the laundry and clean the house after school or work. Dad hardly worked and he always complained about everything.

Back then life was cautious, life was ordinary and it was full of anxiety.