Paradelle: Reflections on a crumbling family

by Wanda   May 28, 2007


Reflections on a crumbling family:

Everyday I stand quietly
Everyday I stand quietly
Seeing everything as it falls to pieces
Seeing everything as it falls to pieces.
As everything quietly falls to pieces
I stand everyday seeing it.

With shouts it's hard to listen to my own thoughts
With shouts it's hard to listen to my own thoughts
These fights are becoming routine
These fights are becoming routine.
To listen to shouts becoming routine it's hard,
These fights are with my own thoughts.

A family is discomposing steadily
A family is discomposing steadily
Rotting away in a web of deceive, pain and tears
Rotting away in a web of deceive, pain and tears
A web of deceive steadily rotting away
A family is discomposing in tears and pain.

Fights and shouts, routine in my own family
Everyday it�¢ï¿½ï¿½s discomposing steadily.
With tears I stand seeing it
Everything is rotting away
As a deceive web quietly falls to pieces
These thoughts of pain are hard to listen to.

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