A known stranger,
An unknown blood tie.
A bond formed by truth,
A relation tangled in lies.
A manipulative familiarity,
An aching small piece of mine.
A place darker then night sky,
A light resurrect everytime it die.
The hatred lurching,
Underneath blinding smile.
A soothing presence,
On other side of the phone line.
Hands raised,
To sooth the ache.
Inflicted by the sworn,
Proctector of this life.
Authorities,making decisions.
Certain rules seems to apply.
The duty left to fullfil,
By another,keeping on stand by.
Being yours,
Is a curse.
Not being yours,
Is certainly worse.
Identity crises,
Or maybe crises of a life time.
Comes the time to pick,
Still choose the blood tie.
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 12:04 PM UTC
A known stranger,
An unknown blood tie.
A bond formed by truth,
A relation tangled in lies.
A manipulative familiarity,
An aching small piece of mine.
A place darker then night sky,
A light resurrect everytime it die.
The hatred lurching,
Underneath blinding smile.
A soothing presence,
On other side of the phone line.
Hands raised,
To sooth the ache.
Inflicted by the sworn,
Proctector of this life.
Authorities,making decisions.
Certain rules seems to apply.
The duty left to fullfil,
By another,keeping on stand by.
Being yours,
Is a curse.
Not being yours,
Is certainly worse.
Identity crises,
Or maybe crises of a life time.
Comes the time to pick,
Still choose the blood tie.
