Roots and Ruins

Dust on the photo shelf, faces in frames,

Bloodlines thicker, yet caught up in flames.

Dinner tables silent, words buried deep,

Ancestral echoes that make grown men weep.

Family ties unravel, left in the wind,

The weight of their absence cuts deeper than sin.

Roots in the soil, but the tree won’t thrive,

Searching for connection just to feel alive.

Grandma’s rocking chair don’t creak no more,

Her voice, my foundation, it shook to the core.

Brother betrayed me, cold knives in the heart,

Once we were a puzzle, now pieces torn apart.

Where did the love go, was it sold or stolen?

These walls hold memories, now they just feel broken.

Holidays with hazards, presence turns tense,

Family's a battleground, fences don’t mend.

Time don’t heal all, it just buries the wound,

Generations whisper secrets sealed in tune.

Dad’s voice, thunder, left scars on the night,

Momma tried patching, her seams stretched tight.

Family ties unravel, left in the wind,

The weight of their absence cuts deeper than sin.

Roots in the soil, but the tree won’t thrive,

Searching for connection just to feel alive.