Divorced

Don't run, don't hide, don't close your eyes

I can see the truth between your lies.

When you act as a child, my emotions are riled

And a part of our relationship dies.

Each and every time, I fall more intertwined

Into this thing I'd like to call family.

I can't even decipher what's on my own mind,

each of you trying to be more divine.

It's impossible to live this way, torn in two

When half of me is me, and half of me is you.

As parents I'd hope you'll realize, in time,

All I can ever do is try.





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