My head is numb
My words-unspoken
It's all because of me.
a family is not what we are,
it's what we'll never be.
Why can't we learn
Why can't you see,
inside these eyes, i burn.
A dead tomorrow filters through
and now we take our turns.
Nothing's left but broken peices
Peices of our minds.
We give and takebut don't surrender
and so it leaves us blind.
We lack the ight
yet love the lighters
which light death's crumbled fuse.
We can't forget,
but won't remember
the day we chose to choose.
I've lept away
and sang my song,
I've kissed the farthest stars.
I still can't be
where I belong,
What's yours, is mine. Not ours.
~Well, I've been having a little bit of a yucky time with my family lately, so bitter anguish is always better expressed in poetry.
Love Always,
Kinjruh