8.2.10

A broken heart

Fights ignite like a spark to a house fire,
Getting out of here alive,
My only desire,
So sick of this shit,
Just need to break out,
So sick of this shit,
Without a doubt,
The first fist thrown,
The last of my respect shown,
Hatred's the only family I've ever known.

A broken heart form a broken home,
I'm sick of the fury and being alone,
Dealing with the pain that brings white lights,
Feeling the pain,
After the fights,
I'm plagued on a new level that can't be seen,
Trapped like a rat without a home to hide,
Trapped inside with no one worthy to confide,
If a word could fix what a thousand have damaged,
I'd scream it every day from mountain tops,
So loud the valley would echo the rivers would stop,
And time would freeze.

Now hear these pleads,
Loves one thing every person needs,
Looking into her blackened soul,
I found none,
Just residue from the demon she's inhaled,
As a respectful mother she has failed,
In more ways than one I'd rather hold up a gun,
That live with her another dying day.

A broken heart form a broken home,
I'm sick of the fury and being alone,
Dealing with the pain that brings white lights,
Feeling the pain,
After the fights,
I'm plagued on a new level that can't be seen,
Trapped like a rat without a home to hide,
Trapped inside with no one worthy to confide,
If a word could fix what a thousand have damaged,
I'd scream it every day from mountain tops,
So loud the valley would echo the rivers would stop,
And time would freeze.

So hear me out,
Please just this once,
Salute the skies,
Call out the lies the holy man cries,
Salute with a one finger march,
As one angel's born another one dies,
Falls deep to the depths of this place called hell,
It's where I thrive,
It's where I've been taught,
To survive on nothing but,
The blackness of a demon's soul.

A broken heart form a broken home,
I'm sick of the fury and being alone,
Dealing with the pain that brings white lights,
Feeling the pain,
After the fights,
I'm plagued on a new level that can't be seen,
Trapped like a rat without a home to hide,
Trapped inside with no one worthy to confide,
If a word could fix what a thousand have damaged,
I'd scream it every day from mountain tops,
So loud the valley would echo the rivers would stop,
And time would freeze.

Time would freeze and so would hell,
If she was nice,
Even just for a day,
I could say my goodbyes and be on my way,
But that will never happen,
At least not for today,
Or tomorrow,
This day is death,
This day is death,
It's hell on earth,
I watch the angels die and fall to hell,
One by one for every sin she's committed.

A broken heart form a broken home,
I'm sick of the fury and being alone,
Dealing with the pain that brings white lights,
Feeling the pain,
After the fights,
I'm plagued on a new level that can't be seen,
Trapped like a rat without a home to hide,
Trapped inside with no one worthy to confide,
If a word could fix what a thousand have damaged,
I'd scream it every day from mountain tops,
So loud the valley would echo the rivers would stop,
And time would freeze.

One dies,
One dies,
A small child cries,
One dies,
One dies,
Another time she lies,
One dies,
One dies,
As her hand is risen,
Ten die,
They all die,
As the good in the world is stricken down from the gods,
As her hand falls flat across my face marking,
The world with another disgrace called mom.

A broken heart form a broken home,
I'm sick of the fury and being alone,
Dealing with the pain that brings white lights,
Feeling the pain,
After the fights,
I'm plagued on a new level that can't be seen,
Trapped like a rat without a home to hide,
Trapped inside with no one worthy to confide,
If a word could fix what a thousand have damaged,
I'd scream it every day from mountain tops,
So loud the valley would echo the rivers would stop,
And time would freeze.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010

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