Tale of His Taboo

They Destroyed Us
  Two years ago not one
And once he came into contact with them
  all damage was done
The two foes that destoyed us; Secret Taboo
  They conquered us;
    and ripped us in two


Mamma and he met-
  When i was just but six
But soon the love of four to one
  Could not their marriage fix
Now as I grow older; taboo within my reach
  To my younger siblings;
    I must teach

Well meet again one day
What will I-
No
What could I think of
To say?

Thought of the taboo is ever so-
  is ever more withering the soul
To decide between the moral good
  and the promise of the foes
To succumb-to betray-to fall under their spell
    You left us;
      and you spiraled into hell

They grow older and I see-
  The questions burning in their eyes
I tell seven and he tells five
  And all I can do is feed them the lies
Where did he go? What did he do?
        ...He left us all;
            Left us for the taboo.

We'll meet again one day
What will i-
No
What could i think of
to say?

Standing, I look out the door
  and I stare out at the rain
They all have names and they all promise lies
  What will i say to him
If he's still alive?
  Why, I'll ask why?
    Why your goodbyes!

Taboo. Noun.
  Isn't just a word thats harmful
No, we know
  The undeground drink is a tempting glassful
He's below the surface, below rim
  Dont think he'll come back;
    No- the outlooks grim.

We'll meet again one day
What will i-
No
What could i think of
to say?

It was not-
  Not to be like this
Death has not done you apart!
  When father read the vows did this you miss?
I'm wondering when; always wondering;
  When you will deem us worthy
      to be with us again

No.
  No one will hire you, but they will hire them
You see
  They didnt fuck up their lives, you did, not them.
Daddy-your my biggest mistake;
  Becuase when i began trusting you
    I should have realized you were fake.

We'll meet again one day
What will i-
No
What could i think of
to say?

I dont thi-Momma whats that box he's in?
  His eyes are glassy; his skin looks cold
This is the end
  End of my tale of sorrow and pain
Of an old stepfather who-...my stepfather
    who drowned
    In all his liquor and cocaine.