Poetry

DREW - HERE"S YOUR PROOF.
IS THIS GOOD ENOUGH DOC.
THIS THE RESULT OF MY DAD GOING TO THE CLUB
AND TAKING A FEW FUN SHOTS.
AND WHEN HE CAME BACK I HEARD A FEW GUN SHOTS.
I was in my room I paused,
I stopped,
My sister,
Dolls,
Dropped.
She was shocked.
Then she ran under the bed to hide.
I told her stay inside,
When I checked on what we thought was a drive-by.
But when I opened the door,
The only thing that was driving,
Was that bullet to my eye.
And the worse part about it is that,
I didn't even know why.
But that's why you didn't see me at all last week.
I was in a hospital bed not able to see,
Or speak,
Or do anything.
Cause I was in a coma for the last several nights.
And my parents last several fights,
Ended up like this,
Somebody getting hurt,
Mentally,
Physically,
Or emotionally.
And that really takes a toll an me.
It's suppose to be summer,
But it feels so cold to me.
And I don't know what to do.
My life is like a situation,
In which I automatically lose.
It's filled with so many choices
That I don't even get to chose.
And the worse part about it is that,
I always get abused.
THERAPIST - Well you must be confused,
With your old life.
Because I'm going to make sure all that change.
I can get a professional lawyer
If I just pull some strings.
So you don't have to worry about a thing.
I'm going to make sure he goes to jail,
With no bail.
We're going to see how he like life,
Behind a cell.
So don't worry because this plan can't fail.
Everything will go well.
You don't even have to yell or tell.
You'll be protected like a snail,
Under his hard cover shell.
DREW - Are you sure.
THERAPIST - I'm a sure as I can be.
Because if anybody wants to get to you,
They'll have to get through me.
But that's not something you should be,
Worrying about.
Just go to your house.
And go to sleep through the night,
You'll see the light,
When you wake up,
And everything will be alright.