Broken Home

I waited for years for the day to come.

Never realizing what pain would follow.

You keep thinking it's the best choice.

But it's alot of medicine to swallow.



Sometimes you think it's the best path to choose,

until you live the lie.

Who will get what?

Who will live where and why?



You think that things are fine.

You think that things are ok.

But how am I going to deal with this?

Why does this bring so much pain?



Who can I depend on?

I feel so alone.

Why did they do this now?

What is a broken home?



I knew for years it was coming.

But I never reached out to the idea.

Nobody asked me how I felt.

No one knows how I feel.



So close to Christmas, to exams.

So much stress.

Why does this have to involve me?

I cannot deal with this mess.



You never know what you got,

until it starts to fade away.

I felt the hate for years.

But only now it shows it's face.



Things will never be perfect.

Life is but a game of mysery.

No matter what happens now

I will always feel empty.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I knew it was coming all along. I didn't know how it would effect me.

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