arrow to the heart

my whole life , 

i always felt like i was missing something,

something that i felt like was a hole .

my brown eyes would water , when i 

hear you say that its over . 

but what can i do to make you stay...

even though you tell me its not my fault ..

i feel responsible for what  was broken. 

when i look into the lilac sky 

i think of what could have been 

the normalization of my life ... 

but then i relize that people come and go in life . 

i pray i see your dace again


This poem is about: 
My family


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