Broken Record

Her laughter rings in the stagnant air,

A ray of sun amongst despair.

Tragic time has spanned abroad,

Since her joy was more than fraud--

And so the broken record begins.

 

Over and over the words play in her head,

Over and over the same words said.

Despair and pain have set her tone,

We stand and prepare to leave her alone--

And so the broken record skips.

 

No distraction draws her near,

My heart aches from what I hear.

The broken promise is repeated,

Still she remains as defeated--

And so the broken record skips.

 

Hope sparks as she smiles,

A sight that took ten thousand miles.

We join together in cheerful acts,

Grateful that she has finally changed tracks--

And so the broken record spins on,

And so the broken record spins on.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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