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Broken down and torn apart
Never knowing who is true at heart
The wind carries you to and from many places
But it always seems to come back to the same cold faces
Abuse comes in many shapes and sizes
Neglect also has many disguises
You go on living in denial, looking for an end
But that is really where the cycle begins
Generations of pain and regret
Emptiness and failure unable to forget
Wanting and needing to feel loved by anyone
Even negative attention seems like some fun
Numbness consumes your heart and mind
You start to wonder, “What’s the point of being kind?”
Finally, when things are looking brighter
You start to over analyze and your chest gets tighter
Tears swell up as old memories flood your mind
You think, “How can I be so blind?”
“All the world has to offer is pain and sorrow”
“I can never think good about tomorrow”
You get defensive and put up your protective wall
Manipulation becomes your secret weapon for all
You’ll never see yourself like this, but it’s all true
It’s like a genetic disorder, programmed into you
Until you choose to see your errors and that of past generations
And forgive past or present transgressions
Your plan to break the cycle will be thrown out the door
And you and those around you will suffer even more.
Will you allow them to carry on the true legacy of your heart
Or will they too be broken down and torn apart
About the Creator
Rebecca K
As a lover of arts and the the truth I enjoy writing. It allows me to express myself while sharing life lessons, precious moments and even the unspeakable moments. I encourage feedback on my posts so feel free to speak your mind. Thank you
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