The Place Not To Be
written by: Aaron McMillan
@PoetryontheMind
Dragged out from comfort into this hell,
I was happy where I had been,
Chaos and violence is what greeted me,
Was this what the long wait was for?
One dark haired and one blonde,
These were my brothers, they were meant to protect me,
Never did I expect such animosity
Beatings were as regular as blinking,
Always did my mother turn a blind eye,
No way of protecting when she had three,
I grew up quick, learnt to be quiet,
Learnt when they would come for me,
I prayed for someone to come and take this misery away,
I was answered, when my sister was born,
For now she would endure their aggression,
Was this selfish of me?
APRIL 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Aaron McMillan was born in Darwen, Lancashire in 1983. He recently moved to Inverness, Scotland. It is in the Highlands that he began to rekindle his love of writing, visiting, various beautiful and inspiring locations. Aaron believes that everything is poetry; that everything deserves to be written about.
Aaron has been published in several poetry books; Men of Words 2015, The Poetry Anthology 2016, Ripples in Verse and The Wider View. He has also has a book published titled ''In the Highlands''.
Aaron has been published in several poetry books; Men of Words 2015, The Poetry Anthology 2016, Ripples in Verse and The Wider View. He has also has a book published titled ''In the Highlands''.
Latest posts by Aaron McMillan (see all)
- Our Adventure - February 15, 2017
- NON-STOP - February 4, 2017
- Minniewater - January 2, 2017
