Bitter Past
Why has the future become so awful?
due to the bitterness of the past.
Words that were so angry and so loud,
were their very last.
I am punished,
for the choices they have made.
I go on thinking that it will change,
that all hatred and fury will end.
I find myself following a narrow path,
a path of evil lies.
One that I've been familiar with my whole life,
is yet unclear in my eyes.
I am being driven insane,
with each word their furious voices set free.
I am locked in a room with no windows,
just a mirror so that I'll never forget the look of me.
The face that looks like so many,
who don't see eye to eye.
For this I'll be tied to a bed,
and, so, silently will lie.
I will be driven to my death,
with all honesty I say.
I will never rest in peace,
Knowing that there will never be that day.
The day when all pride vanishes,
and they are capable of seeing.
That what they're doing to each other,
is destroying my entire being.
I loved them all,
good or bad.
I saw no wrong in any of them,
ignored the flaws they had.
Their warm smiles,
have captured my heart.
I was only eight years old,
when my world was torn apart.
I still fail to see the truth,
I live in constant fear.
That one day soon it will be too late,
and they'll all disappear.
They have caused my mother pain,
many sleepless nights.
I often woke,
to a series of constant fights.
I have suffered for countless years,
screamed for God to hear my cries.
Cried myself to sleep,
awoke with red puffy eyes.
It is I who see the tears,
I who hear the screams.
In a way, this lifestyle is my destiny,
it seems.
It is I who am in the middle,
wanting them to mend their relationship.
It is I who am sinking slowly,
best passenger in a sinking ship.