in the midst of all my mental anguish
through limbo and the promise of a new life
a new today
through the pain that time can bring
when lovers drift apart
here comes grandma...
with her perfect cookies
and southern charm
with baited trips of guilt
in apparent oblivion
of the damage done
of children threatened
and abused
of houses burned to the ground
out of fearful indignation
now she brought two more with her
two more fucked up people
that came from her
in the first place
to fuck us up
to break our hearts
ruin our lives
tarnish our souls
and she wants us all to have lunch
with nothing up her sleeve
but to drag them around ....
and be proud to carry them?
how can I?
how could I?
i would be a traitor to myself
thanks grandma, but no thanks
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