My routine eats at me day after
day it's always the same time
for some change a different
light a different perspective a
different world it's a damn
shame how this time of year is
suppose to be the happiest but
for some odd reasons all I see
is misery hatred rudeness and
people wonder why this is my
least favorite time of year
what's the point broken family
in a broken home never really
been the same see happiness
and it depresses me wondering
if I will ever experience that I'm
a cross between misunderstood
and confused I want to enjoy
the holidays but why something
bad always happens this time a
year I lose a friend a friendship
dies family members fight the
true meaning of christmas it's
not Santa Claus it's not
presents its happiness
forgiveness family and friends
and all I wanna do is be as far
away from everyone as I can
no one needs to see my
sadness or feel my pain
You guys bullied a girl so much that she committed suicide.
Then you went to her funeral and laughed because she died.
You guys are evil and you should be sent to jail.
If I was God, I would send you straight to Hell.
That poor girl killed herself because of your attacks.
I thank the Lord that her family is fighting back.
What goes around comes back around, that's what I believe.
When her family is done, I hope a harsh punishment is what you guys receive.
(SADLY THIS IS A TRUE STORY.)
While the temperature gets colder
An anniversary comes closer
One that every family fears
But still closer and closer it nears
Silent nights in December
As a family and as one we remember
What has happened we cannot change
So much that Christmas can never be the same
Change
One for the good and bad, but not the same
Silent nights in December
Our hearts open and tender
Too our demons, our faith we shall not surrender
Faith
To have and to hold, with the utmost confidence
One fallen from there heavenly cloud
Deeper and deeper they go, harder to convince
Silent nights in December
Memories will flow with tears and laughter
Ideas of our life now and after
With memories like nutshells we will gather
When the cold weather fades we will still remember
And never forget about the silent nights in December
Wanted child
Hence i was born
Two loving parents
The perfect norm
All it takes is just one day
The marital ropes will start to fray
Parental bliss, family born
Will suddenly be not as strong
Many events make this so
For either parent to come or go
The innocents stare
In wonderment gaze
What makes their parents
Go through this phase
The make up of people
The roads they take
Is it all for themselves
Or their children's sake
In many a city
In many a town
Parental off roaders
Tear family life down
Utopia will never be ,the worlds perfect family
It takes real love and affection to make them stay
50 - 50 each have their say
If it's not to be either will roam
Leading to
Another Broken Home
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