{"id":57634,"date":"2019-06-23T07:51:08","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:51:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=57634"},"modified":"2019-06-23T07:51:08","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:51:08","slug":"insanity-took-me-the-story-of-my-childhood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/insanity-took-me-the-story-of-my-childhood\/","title":{"rendered":"Insanity Took Me \u2013 The Story of My Childhood"},"content":{"rendered":"

Section 1 \u2013 Zero to Three<\/span><\/p>\n

Those were the days<\/span><\/p>\n

When my mother was alive<\/span><\/p>\n

I thrived<\/span><\/p>\n

Like never again.<\/span><\/p>\n

There was love<\/span><\/p>\n

And hugs<\/span><\/p>\n

Peeled grapes<\/span><\/p>\n

With pat\u00e9 sandwiches.<\/span><\/p>\n

Section 2 \u2013 Three to Six<\/span><\/p>\n

Insanity took me<\/span><\/p>\n

Not within me, but without.<\/span><\/p>\n

A crazy man who,<\/span><\/p>\n

Paid to make me cry<\/span><\/p>\n

Never wondered why<\/span><\/p>\n

He was so sad.<\/span><\/p>\n

Section 3 \u2013 Seven to Eleven<\/span><\/p>\n

I remembered Mama\u2019s name<\/span><\/p>\n

At the end of school one day<\/span><\/p>\n

And so, we had to move<\/span><\/p>\n

All my fault, he said to me<\/span><\/p>\n

Slapped into eternity,<\/span><\/p>\n

This devil at my side,<\/span><\/p>\n

Bruised my legs<\/span><\/p>\n

Then to jail he did ride.<\/span><\/p>\n

Section 4 \u2013 Twelve to Fourteen<\/span><\/p>\n

All for acting was my life<\/span><\/p>\n

Despite the fear, the pain<\/span><\/p>\n

The strife<\/span><\/p>\n

Of wealth pretend, did they.<\/span><\/p>\n

Much to my dismay<\/span><\/p>\n

The rode upon my back<\/span><\/p>\n

Empathy their greatest lack.<\/span><\/p>\n

Section 5 \u2013High School<\/span><\/p>\n

Both my loves they hated so<\/span><\/p>\n

Acting, and a man from<\/span><\/p>\n

Over there<\/span><\/p>\n

In the pear.<\/span><\/p>\n

But what did I care.<\/span><\/p>\n

They were crazy!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Section 1 \u2013 Zero to Three Those were the days When my mother was alive I thrived Like never again. There was love And hugs Peeled grapes With pat\u00e9 sandwiches. Section 2 \u2013 Three to Six Insanity took me Not within me, but without. A…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":189,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-57634","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57634","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/189"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=57634"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57634\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":57638,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57634\/revisions\/57638"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=57634"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=57634"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=57634"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}