A Beautiful Day
Contributed by
krystin
on
Sunday, 21st March 2010 @ 10:38:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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"A Beautiful Day"
There’s a curse in this house,
It torments the soul,
It’ll kill us all,
Young and old.
I feel it’s presence,
It hears my cries,
To face it now,
Would be unwise.
It feeds off screams,
Gobbles up lies,
It won’t consume me,
Though hard it tries.
The curse in this house,
Is anger and hate,
Getting out alive,
That is my fate.
Their words scratch,
Their slaps bite,
I won’t survive,
Another fight.
This life is hard,
But I continue to live,
I am not Jesus,
I will not forgive.
I plan my future,
To break away,
Doubt creeps in,
I’m convinced to stay.
But I won’t be fooled,
They don’t care,
Her mindless looks,
His anger glares.
I’ll leave tomorrow,
Go far away,
This house won’t see
Another day.
I break down the door,
The windows shatter,
I burn down the house,
And ashes scatter.
Black smoke rises,
So do their screams,
One last time,
Their anger taints me.
With my back to that house,
All I can say
Is, “My God
What a beautiful day!”
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krystin
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2010-03-21 10:38:52] (Date/Time posted on
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