Oh, but you have broken my heart.

It's now in two halves,

And one belongs to you

what do you call
that feeling
when youre cold and you go outside into the warm sun?
when you finally lay in bed after a long day?
when you hear an old song and you still remember all the words?

i go back to the day when i felt like it would be my last
when i thought i would stop breathing
until you dragged me out of the ocean-
coughing out what was left
of my heart
cut up little ****** pieces
mangled by a love i thought i deserved
and ridiculously,
i felt hope
it was the first time i realized
that the waves weren't such a bad thing
and if i went with them
i would get to a place better than where they took me from

you are my warm sun
you are my bed
you are the song stuck in my head

I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
One little branch trying
To keep the others from breaking away
Who will fall?
And who will stay?
Now I stand alone
Looking at the earth through the rain
And I see the broken branches I knew
Scattered about me in pain.
There are those who have taken an axe
To the root of our very foundation
And who have passed this destruction
Down to every new generation.
If I could take that axe
I would toss it deep into the sea
Never to return again
To harm the generations that follow me.
I am one of many
But alone I will go
And plant the new seeds
Where a beautiful tree will grow.

House full of screams
i either listen to music or cry to fall asleep.
This is not a home.
This is a house as empty as one with no one.
I curl in my ball on my bed
trying to get their shouting out of my head,
if this is living
i'd rather be dead.

A huge family
Happier than ever
Nobody treated better than another
Mix of boys and girls
Not a day went by
When the house wasn't full of noise

Kids of all ages
Photo album no blank pages
Fridge was full
A smile on evert face
Not a moment dull

They all had a heart full of love
Welcomed home with a warm hug

Everyone had a talent
Two young girls with paint on a pallet
Some wanted a basketball profession
Others with a workout lesson

The kids grew older
The nights got colder
The happy start
Ended with a broken heart

A family broken into pieces
Just one mistake an everybody  leaves

A precious little girl doesn't know who to believe
All she knows
Is as soon as things get bad someone is bound to leave
A little heart cracked in the middle
Who knew a it could be so brittle

you say we arent a family
i figured that out long ago
as these marks fade
i no longer doubt, i know

bleed these colors open wide
tell me what you've found
as you open your blind eyes
and look at everything around

a broken family
with broken hearts
four lost souls
ready to make a new start

lost time
fades away
children ready to leave,
not wanting to stay


memories vanish....
like a magician's trick
we no longer panic
but expect the ongoings to make our stomachs sick

you say we arent a family
i figured that out long ago
as these marks fade
i no longer doubt, i know

You cannot just say it is fine
You cannot say it is normal,
It is not normal, not fine
Not acceptable, not okay
This changes so much,
Don't you realize?
This changes so much