Dad,
I'm writing these words on card.
Words, forgotten,
For we haven't had a talk since then.
Mom,
Wasn't I enough?
He left but please don't give up on us.
Sis,
You are my dearest
But you left for your own dear
And now our room is becoming darker
And darker every passing year.
Now I'm older
I understand you all.
I hope you'll understand me too,
If I go out to find some light
Hoping the pain and struggles, they'll subside.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Windows, Broken Soul
PoetryThey say, "The eyes are the windows to your soul". ... and only the eyes can see them. Your broken windows. Your broken soul. Let us be careful not to step on those shattered glasses on the floor... ____________________ Keep smiling. Keep shining. K...
