When Is It Wrong
When a home you tried to build for so many years.
Has become a sorrowful place, a darkest cave for fears.
No harmonies and joy fill each room everyday.
Was there any good reason left to stay?
When is it wrong to quit a game...
If you started to taste the sweetness of pain.
When abusive words can't be heard,
Is it when I lie inside the bed of death?
When is it wrong to give up,
I keep confronting my heart out.
Is it enough to just kneel down
And ask forgiveness a thousand times?
They say it's usual for a couple to argue,
Break one's heart then start anew.
Let the children suffer and abused...
Isn't it fair to stop the breaking voice?
If I step out...
Will it be a sin to relive a life?
Give this love another chance,
When is it wrong to be right?
Copyright © Aiyah Torres | Year Posted 2014
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