Apr 15, 2010 11:35
Piece by piece, the family breaks apart.
A long process, gradual but almost definite.
One party shouts, claiming to listen.
The other, knowing the futility, clams up.
'Communication' is but a five-syllable word.
Devoid of meaning, devoid of action.
Nothing remains of the Serangoon days.
Pieces of this and that, falling away,
Falling away,
Falling
Away.
Nothing works like a broken home
A vicious cycle
All but too many times
Caught in the middle
Shouted at to transmit indirect messages
All but too many times
Threats of leaving
Poker face
All but too many times.
All but too many times.
elson.out