This is not going to be too poetic but I will give it an earnest try
As I try to share with my family why I'm not living so close by
But there is some within our family who molested me as a child
And some who abused me cruelly with beatings that were so wild
I tried forever to pretend that such things were destined to be
But the more I tried to believe that, the greater the wounds in me
I know we're suppose to be forgiving but that doesn't mean unwise
So while I live out my healing I keep way from the incest filled eyes
keep the babies away from Jimmy!!!
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