Amal

by

Trapped by love

A rock and a hard place

Obligations and grief,

Or betrayal and new things

 

People staring with anticipation

But no answers are insight

I’ll go back to what I know

Because they always sacrificed

 

In a cold and empty house

Three ghosts reminisce

Haunted by a father’s anguish

And a mother’s guilt

 

The silence echoes out our pain

So leave I must

Back to the breath of life

That was us

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