In the shadows where the secrets dwell,
Family ties wrapped in a poisoned spell,
Whispers like daggers, slicing through the night,
A battlefield of blood, where love lost the fight.
Father’s rage, a thunderstorm of despair,
Mother’s silence, a ghost that’s always there,
Children’s laughter, echoes in my mind,
Now shattered glass, leaving memories blind.
Broken, like the shards of a Christmas tree,
Once lit with warmth, now a frozen memory,
Lies among friends, like the venomous sting,
Heart shattered in pieces, can’t find the strength to sing.
Broken, like the promises lost in the dark,
A flame extinguished, leaving just a spark,
How do I rise from this abyss of pain?
When love turned to ash in this hellish rain.
Winter’s chill wraps around my soul,
An icy grip where the heart should be whole,
Torn apart by the chains of deceit,
Familiar faces turned to ghosts on repeat.
Pictures of us, a twisted gallery,
Faded smiles, haunted by the tragedy,
Once a home, now a grave for my dreams,
Where laughter once danced, now silence screams.
Broken, like the shards of a Christmas tree,
Once lit with warmth, now a frozen memory,
Lies among friends, like the venomous sting,
Heart shattered in pieces, can’t find the strength to sing.
Broken, like the promises lost in the dark,
A flame extinguished, leaving just a spark,
How do I rise from this abyss of pain?
When love turned to ash in this hellish rain.
In the wreckage where shadows play,
I search for a glimmer, a light to guide my way,
Can redemption bloom in this garden of sin?
Can I reclaim the pieces of the life I once lived in?
With each breath, the ghosts come alive,
But I swear on this earth, I will learn to survive.
Broken, like the shards of a Christmas tree,
Once lit with warmth, now a frozen memory,
Lies among friends, like the venomous sting,
Heart shattered in pieces, can’t find the strength to sing.
Broken, like the promises lost in the dark,
A flame extinguished, leaving just a spark,
How do I rise from this abyss of pain?
When love turned to ash in this hellish rain.
As I stand in this wreckage, my heart is still bold,
With the strength of the broken, I’ll rise from the cold,
Though the family feuds and the lies have been cast,
I’ll rebuild my spirit, rise strong from the past.
Broken, but unyielding, I’ll fight through the night,
With the echoes of love, I’ll reclaim my light.
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