Forgiveness is
as forgiveness does
and I have fallen short
of breaking through
this family thing
this family, fling
This family hold
from days, of old
This family-fed,
smiling, waving
****-pocket, (in)bred
Head-in-the-sand
adrenal gland
Death-bonded hold
this fungus-laced mold
holding you down
by your choice to choose
Nothing, but them
And out of the ashes
reaches up a hand
that strangles the mother-******..
aptly called
because his ******* of
your mother.. his daughter,
groomed her
to bathe her pure, firstborn daughter
in order to offer her, back to him
as a living, breathing sacrifice--
Pure.. Holy.. Blameless;
without spot, or defect to him,
the destroyer of worlds
but mostly, just yours --
his dearly, dearly Beloved.
and I have failed, in killing the *******
I have fallen short within my love
for his granddaughter
of pulling her free
from the incestuous, family tree
My so very beautiful was the only one
of them that ever wanted to want
to break free
And out of the ashes
I'm left with only me
And this mess of a mess
that within the depths of my love
I have messed.. almost hopelessly..
I've been shaking.
I've been bending backwards till I'm broke
watching all these dreams go up in smoke
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMklFSBCW2c
an ode to the power of family dynamics
xo
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3347063/on-heaven-hell-hell/