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Feb 2014
Her house looks over the water
her husband has left her
for someone else's daughter
she cries alone
wondering why...
He was always high
and what went wrong ...
She'd tried for so long
to remain cheerful...
to stay strong...
but her children scream
haunted by the shadows in their dreams.
During the day they don't have much to say
they're shy, and withdrawn
playing quietly on the lawn...
wondering
what they could have done right
on any particular day, or night...
to make Daddy stay
thinking
they were the ones that drove him away...
they're hungry for food --
n' they feel misunderstood...
they cry, and cry...
all the while
questioning why
they have to hide their tears
and all of their darkest fears.
They make up chants n' mantras throughout their day
saying them in a particular way
so they can remember it just right...
praying for Daddy to come home tonight
n' the children appear hopeless n' sad...
(feeling inside)
  they must have done something very bad.
© 2014
TigerEyes
Written by
TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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   Alastur Berit and Jai Rho
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