Family Ties

I imagined not to write down these lines,
but truth can’t stay buried beneath all the signs.

Endless lies, deception, and back-behind,
A stolen trust, snooping into my sleep to find.

Family and the rest have denied.
The deception and the illusion created for the mind,

Masking a crusade, painfully made.
Whispering plots, wounding the stops.

Originally since May - with many in despair.
Under their watch this is remembered, with no one to care.

But will not vanish from places to shine,
Socially absent but still holding the line.

Kindness surviving the hell?
Scapegoating when people pay their bill,

Theater of pain?
Or who gets a louder explain?

Prefer a written privacy?
Or a broken energy?

Dysfunctionality.

Whys Woman,
Family