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Torn Apart
Hostility surrounds our house,
no longer a haven for the lost.
Anger and jealousy pound at my ears
"I hate you."
Parent, child.
Family trips, family feuds
screaming contests
uneaten meals.
Spilt drinks
taking sides
tears run like twin rivers.
Broken doors,
torn corn clothes.
"I'm sorry..."
Guilt.
Feeling abandoned,
needles, scissors, knives.
Self-mutilation,
lighters, matches.
"Leave me alone..."
Blood.
Dangerously out of control,
red flag,
enraged bull,
cowering matador.
One choice short
to continue on
or stop in the tracks of life.
Pink, yellow, blue,
lost balloons
holding hopes and dreams,
carelessly slipping through
wet soapy angelic hands.
Why's and why not's,
"I can't...."
Dashed hopes.
Moon, pale beam of happy ever after gone nightmare on Elm Street.
Sun, golden glow of hope now imminent hurt.
Stars, sparkling lost wishes.
Lost loves.
Invaded privacy.
"Why?"
Indecision marrs my features,
Anger.
Depression.
Slice away,
let go.
Peace drums in my veins,
blood like melted red crayons flow,
puddles like cranberry sauce.
One last wish
upon one lost star.
Whispers like careless winds rustling still branches.
Forgotten.
"Forgive me."
Gone.
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