my ages of 10

 

when will my endless screams to my mother come to an end

when will she, stop suffering 

at the age of 10

when will my tears for my dad dry

for i have too much love and faith in him

when will he, hug me one more time

at the age of 10

when will my brother be a brother to me, make me feel the warmth of the untamed safety

when will he, when will he tell me stories again late at night

at the age of 10 ; 

is what I remember the best of me, with all that I can remember, it seems as though we are too far from

my ages of 10