They say "home is where the heart is"
Few know home is also hell
Then again no one would know
What no one ever tells
I live with a family so toxic
Our love does only harm
Most would be taken aback by the fights
But for us, there's no alarm
Fighting is normalcy
It's the calm times that are worst
In the eye of the storm
Is when the damage most likely hurts
If we never fought each other
Nothing would make us close
Other families bond through hugs
We bond grabbing at each other's throats
Our words come out as knives
That we plunge into each other's backs
Physical blows occur as well
But only behind a door that's cracked
As long as you can't see it
The blow was never dealt
But that doesn't mean no damage was done
Trust me the pain was felt
The bruises fade over time
But the cuts we deal scar
Some may not be physical
But they stay forever on the heart
Our love for one another
Is twisted to say the least
But home is where the heart is
And at home lives family.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
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