I Am From

I am from the tortured past

From the yelling and fighting

I am from never getting away from the pain

(Black, sinister,

filled with despair.)

I am from the back and forth

The trouble of going from house to house

Like it was yesterday.

I am from hope and love, from heart-break and tears

I'm from the "We need to talk"

And the "You're not welcome back here."

I'm from the agony

With not knowing what will come next

And scared for the outcome.

I'm from the stable and the unstable,

A house one night, and a new every few months

From the safety,

To the barely enough food

Hoping for something that will never happen

Wishing for a different face this time

Even though it will never happen

The hurt,

The misery of having to deal with it

To put on a happy face,

Even though you're dying inside

I'm from the fear of never being good enough.