Poets logo

Passive Observer

Beau Derive Plaisir

By Beau Derive Plasir Published 4 years ago 1 min read

The argument echo's across the hall

Sneaking through closed doors and booming televisions

Carrying the weight of broken trust and broken boundaries

We bury ourselves in a salon of grungy songs and fantastical stories

The all to real depiction of the adult domestic struggle and vitriol bursts through the door pleading, and begging for help

Mislead by poor environments, the eldest of next generation agrees to take the responsibility for their parents mistakes.

Not part of the poem. This is one of my personal favorites that I have written. I hope whoever reads it enjoys it and has a fantastic day.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Beau Derive Plasir

I like writing moody poems. Hope you enjoy.

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2026 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.