Sometimes love comes at a price,
sitting at the dinner table
morning coffee, beeswax jelly beans, and a newspaper
four legs giveaways, the years unattended in empty parking lots
unsupervised, unapprehended
many loves can’t afford to pay
everybody watching/nobody sees
brother smoking cigarettes in my room
brother blowing smoke in my face
both hands around my neck/ he squeezing the life out
but who I got to tell/ if everybody in the family
one big bully and me
“don’t wear your emotions on your sleeves,
stop crying over spilled milk but this ain’t milk “
more like pure unadulterated hatred,
nicknamed me burnt, Witch/ I don’t answer
I can take a few blows to the head/
macaroni’s getting cold/ I don’t want food or family
some futile leftover discussion/ how I should take the devil
in because he don’t have any place to go
After all, mama, if you invite the devil in, it will never leave
so this ain’t no invitation
only tough love, the well being of my safety/
and a humbled slice of peace of mind~kindness sis. Krissy
A Poet's Vision 
Oh Krissy. I’m so sorry. Hugs.
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thank you, hugs to you as well, I’d thought I’d share some light on bullying in the family something we don’t talk about much ,Happy weekend 💕😊
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I would not have had the guts. But you’re right. I have a bully in my family, too.
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thank you for saying this, 😊 Lori you may never know how prayer4today has touched me, & helped me. I thank you, Sue, and Ruth truly a blessings on the blog 💕
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This is so sad that you are going through this but you’re so brave for speaking your truth. I also have a bully in my family too, so seeing someone else write about it makes me feel less ashamed to talk about my own experiences. Lovely poem too 💜
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We are not alone , thank you Ash and hugs to you and yet it needs to be said. Bullies start somewhere. I’m thinking more in the home than at school and it can both but it doesn’t make it less scary as we face the holidays blessings to you
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I do read strength in your words.
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yes, indeed thank you Rivrvlogr,for saying & sensing that it truly is 😊
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Painful and powerful, Krissy. Can it really be that bullies don’t know they’re bullies? Otherwise how could they live with themselves. You are a brave soul. 🌻
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I think you maybe on to something, after- all they, themselves are still human. 😊
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Hi
Thank you. I am happy to see your writing. It gives me a thoughtful thinking and am happy for that. That is always my intention to see a post that gives me happiness.
Am happy to share at least a part of that happiness and love here as am writing now.
What you said in your post is true, sometimes just a drop of that magical post in your blog is enough to get a person to be happy.
Good one
Well, If I wish to be happy is inevitable to keep the vibes flowing.
Cheers,
PATRICK
#PATRICKSTORIES
Peace ✌and Love ❤
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thank you kindly Patrick Stories, blessings😊
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Thank you! I appreciate your thoughtful response.
Such an awesome way of replying someone. Thanks. Again
As always your posts are incredible and I enjoying reading every word down till the last line. I must say that you are probably one of the excellent bloggers on WordPress that write inspired
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Would love to know your views. Love to see your contributions on it. I’m always excited for your comment. 🙂
You are welcome
#PATRICKSTORIES
Peace ✌and Love ❤
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With the number of broken homes growing, the number of abuse (of all kinds) increases, it seems. As one who grew up in a physically abusive home as well, my heart goes out to you. One day, I hope to write about it. With God as our hope and our strength, may He bless you today.
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thank you so much these words are very encouraging, many blessings to you as well..
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