Through the Open Door of My Heart
Through the open door of my heart you come
Showering me with gifts like you’ve already won
Through the open door of my heart you come
Showering me with gifts like you’ve already won
You did me real bad
Got me oh…so sad
With heart in hand
I stand…
Precious memories marred
Soul deeply scarred
A home filled with bodies
Generations three
You fed us
Chastised us
Laughed with glee
On hands and knees
The floors you cleaned
These thoughts are in my memory
“Silencer”is this week’s tandem blog offering. Domestic violence is a real thing. So many are out there living in shame and silence. Let’s be their voice in the darkness and spread awareness.
You
You thought you could break me…
You couldn’t
Said I’d have you forever
Said you’d never let go
Said you’d hurt me never
Said our life would grow
Atop the mighty mountain
Along the flowing streams
I followed my ideal
Of what I thought was you
“The colour of love is love
Like the Life that was given
Like the Heart that has risen”
“Poached eggs for lunch
After a hard day at school
The Pet Shop Boys
Our souls to soothe”