Broken Home
Vivian Torvik
Thick as fog,
the truth
you live each day as
an animal trapped,
our new home
a cage
I could not leave
Secrets,whispers
all of who we became
spread like seeds
across an empty field
Flowers grew
as soon as they died
and death became our disease
I could not watch who you became
to leave, to be strong
A million tears shed
as a wildfire burned
in my newfound freedom
Pain I put unto you
my river, my wind
locked away
behind black bars
your soul a cloud of dust
I do not regret
of an expression made
My paradise has been found
past the thick fog
of your misery
