Fifteen years are gone
It's not right, and it's not wrong
But is the empty pain of lost
Habits and routines unknown.
Two strangers lived at home
Breaking a fragile child's soul
Once is feeling "something's off,"
Twice "Is for the best, I am moving on,"
And the truth is that all said and sour
Somewhere deeper in the meanings
Between the dots of shattered love
That began, in the end, as an illusion
That made once beautiful, now broken home
When the hits and words are done
It's too late to apologize anymore
Both people should walk on a road
Separated by the unkept vow
To protect and not be forgotten
Being like a nice home decor
But not made relation proper
YOU ARE READING
Moments of silence
PoesíaMomentary poetry. This collection, based on my feelings and new experience I have, for good or bad. When I accidentally got the inspiration, I write it down. I hope you find yourselves here and go easier.
