about a time when I felt I was responsible for keeping my family together. |
Understanding life is an impossibility, understanding death is abstract So if we can neither understand one or the other; Why do we live? For now I can only smile So many believe it to be simplicity Anger blackens my vision, a horrible mistake takes hold Can anyone ever forgive the outcome of confusion? Her tricks, so strongly disguised. In turn I could not prevent The shattered glass of this family, Now I can only smile With my very blood I’ll glue the pieces together Not everything will remain as once was but I will maintain and withhold what I must Even as I wither away and my body shakes This hold I will not break No matter what the pieces that remain must never fall. If I were to let go Would they forever be forgotten? This is the remains of my family tree, Even If it’s broken Its all that’s left And for that I love it so much more its broken, and falling apart but its my family A portrait I see. A time where we were happy No maddening ploys. No plotting lies Laughter still lingers in those hallow memories Is this what I fight to bring back? No amount of work may ever save This destruction may always remain However I may save it yet a hollow reminder that it could always fall Just the smallest crack could shatter all So I won’t break my hold My strength must not give in Even if I wither away I will hold the pieces together Ill eternally smile, If only It will bring back there smiles and for that I will never break I will never let go until they smile along side me once again. |