Divided: A Short Poem

Broken family takes toll on young minds - Telegraph India

We spent last night destroying one another;

a family torn in four parts

and never to mend it seems.

Words, like daggers, thrown and stabbing deeply

infecting each of us with the venom of

spite, guilt, and rage

This morning will not bring dawn

but, instead, bring the darkness

of silence and unsaid resentments.

There is no going backwards from this,

only forwards for each of us;

in directions only determined by

the loneliness and desperation

of what was once love.

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