To my grandmother: In frustrated anger I scream; can't you see I am no longer a fucking child? To say you disrespect me would be putting it very mild. Living with you is like walking a balancing beam. Am I nothing but a pet to you? Just a dog to treat any way you see fit, just throw me a bone and tell me to sit. This house is a fucking zoo! "Jump! Roll over! Play dead! Obey ever order, listen to your master come on, do what I say and do it faster!" What is going through your head? Wake up! I'm not a fucking pet one day you will do something you regret.
So this is about your uncle then ? If he is under her roof then it's on him to obey the rules set out. This is just my opinion.
Nope, this is about me. My uncle does not live under her roof either. He lives 400km away. This is not about rules, but about disrespect. House rules are 100% acceptable, and no household can live without them, but disrespect is not fine. This is about her not respecting other people as adults who can make their own choices and live their own lives, not about house rules.
I live with my grandmother and i totally get that being treated like a child thing :/ but i won't say that my grandmother disrespects me, and it sucks that you have to deal with that. as for your poem, in my opinion this type of poem is more powerful without the swearing, i think that the word "fuck" becomes a crutch that people use in order to give angry poems more meaning, but the same thing could be accomplished using imagery and metaphor to create your atmosphere
I've never before swore in a poem. Ever. I rarely ever swear in any of my writing, for that matter. But this poem came rather instantly, and was written in the heat of the moment. I decided to leave it as is...
