20 lines
Never calls
barely texts
don’t want to know
broken life left behind.
empty bedrooms
memories and what they said
a good life.
good 18 years
bickering, example lovers
tear stained mother
ignorant mirror
don’t you see
bound by family
and promises of better days
but the sun’s still hidden
clouds
pain can be grey
so long as they remain
like them, I’ll stay away.
Val Writes 