Mom is in jail
Where are we going to get the money for her bail
Dad is in the back
We think he's getting ready to pack
Leaving his children alone once again
Us kids cant hold our own weight
So big brother usually steps up to plate
Only this time it is different
This is when CPS came into play
Our old home is suddenly up for display
But mom is still locked away
This time it went just one step too far
Now we are each in a separate car
No longer are we a whole
But instead six little pieces
Made up of what was supposed to be one soul
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Beyond The Mask
PoetryPoems and Writing that truly make me feel alive, things that make me feel as if I can change the world or make an impact on someone that doesn't know how to put their feelings into words. I spent hours and hours looking through quotes and stories th...
