There Is Something Called Family

by:Sami LaRose The smiles on their faces make me envious They all eat dinner at the table together No bickering or blood baths as they try to converse Civil and trend quill evenings in the place they call, a home. Home is where the heart is, but for I this is sadly mistaken Home is where the pain is, Nothing is stable here Evenings consist of screaming ad quails There is never silence in this prison The bars to the cellar are rusty and covered in this dark tinted called pain Mommy, Daddy; Who are they? I know no people by these names. Becker is all I've ever known You cannot forgive certain kings ever Like the hurt someone leaves upon you. It's like a foot print on your heart Eventually your walked all over, with nothing left inside. The hurt feels like you've been cut with knifes inside. You inhale a deep breath and feel the slicing As you exhale, you feel your insides bleed No one knows No one can see Only I know Because only I can feel it. Manic almost, is the way they make me feel The nuclear family is dead It is now completely unreal. And people thought love was a fairy take Something only reached in ones dreams But it's family that is the fairy tale At least a fairy tale to me