House of cards

House of cards

Easily blown away by wind

It doesn't take long

To note how fragile it became

It holds memories inside

Memories of the good times

It has always kept the scent

Of tenderness and sounds of laughs 

Happy laughs that seem

Never been able to find it's way back home

The house that been full of emotions

Now empty from it all

It's never been it's fault

But the ones that live in

Are so busy tearing it apart

Not seeing how fragile it became

Easily blown away by wind

Causing its collapse

Destroying its pillars

And turning it to dust

However there's still hope

To build it up strong and still

But non wants to rise it up

They're just good at leaving

Abandoning what other time

They hold the dearest

Leaving it to beasts only to be swallowed alive

Yet it's always been so fragile

And could be easily blown away

Yet it wasn't the wind

But the icy breez of its dwellers

Freezing it all over

And then demolishing what have been buit by their own hands

Shall I see any hope again?

Knowing who's killing it is the only one tht has power

Do blow life into its shattered soul.

This poem is about: 
My family

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