Dear House
Poor house
you
have heard
so much
Don't hate us for it
We are human
With the need to
express our feelings
Our emotions
Crying
Arguing
Screaming
Doors slamming
Things being thrown
I ask you to
forgive and forget
Our weak moments
Choose to listen to
What goes on
Daily~
Words of
encouragement
Voices of friends
Joyful dinners
Playful times
Kids laughter
Me singing
Us praying
Words of
Love
Words are not enough anymore.
Can't cover bruises
and black eyes
with apologies.
They don't make good concealer.
My smile though...
Oh damn...to the world,
it's top shelf makeup.
Cover up.
No one knows.
No clue.
No thought goes by.
"What happened to your lip?"
I fell while jogging.
Damn concrete.
Fists like concrete.
Words like knifes.
I can't tell which is worse anymore.
Words are not enough.
I'm not enough.
Enough isn't enough.
Words are not enough.
You are not enough.
This isn't my enough.
