Family of Glass

Pt I

Despite every laughter, each smile

We were still a broken family

Cracked in all the wrong places

Barely held by blood of

Which we were related

And impulsively, we cut the tie

Pt II

Shattered glass on the floor

Complicated hand held complicated hand

And treading slowly

Bleeding feet marked the path to

The place we thought was home

A/N: I actually wrote this a year ago. I never thought I'd actually share it until today. To simply explain, Part one is conflict and Part two is resolution. I think part two will always take more time, but each painful step is still another step in the direction of repair. Thanks for reading and please review.

Thanks,

JustStrangeMe