I used to think love was all we had,
A family whole, no room for sad.
Mom and Dad would laugh and sing,
My sister and I beneath their wing.
But then the nights grew loud with cries,
I'd hear the anger, the bitter sighs.
Voices raised, sharp like glass,
I hid, hoping the storm would pass.
I didn't understand why they fought,
Why love became something they forgot.
Their words, like knives, cut through the air,
And I sat, helpless, full of despair.
I watched them tear at the seams of us,
Each argument built walls of distrust.
In every shout, I lost a piece,
Of what I thought love was meant to be.
Their fights became my lullabies,
And in my chest, something dies.
Each slammed door, each broken word,
Made love feel distant, cold, absurd.
I began to fear the touch of care,
To love meant pain I couldn't bear.
I'd close myself off, lock my heart,
Terrified that love would me rip apart.
I look at others, but I don't see,
How connection could ever set me free.
Because if love is what I saw at home,
I'd rather walk this world alone.
So now I struggle, now I hide,
Afraid of the storm that love holds inside.
They showed me what it meant to break,
And I've carried that weight, a heart that aches.
Every hug feels like it might end,
Every kiss, a truth I can't defend.
How can I trust, how can I heal,
When love is something I no longer feel?
We thought we'd have it all figured out,
Love, marriage, no room for doubt.
But the world is hard, it tears, it takes,
We fought so much, we made mistakes.
How do you hold a home together,
When life is rain without the weather?
We raised two kids, we tried our best,
But even love can fail the test.
There were days we felt invincible,
But slowly, we became invisible.
To each other, to ourselves—
We lost the love we once could tell.
Bills to pay, dreams turned gray,
The long hours stole us away.
We thought love alone would carry the weight,
But looking back, it's far too late.
We wanted to shield them from our pain,
But how do you teach what you can't sustain?
We held on tight, afraid to fail,
But cracks formed beneath every detail.
Sometimes, I regret the angry words,
The times I let silence be heard.
When patience was thin, and work was long,
I wonder if I led them wrong.
I wish I could take back the days I missed,
The goodnight hugs, the moments kissed.
In trying to be strong, we forgot to bend—
And in that fight, we lost our friend.
How do you teach a child to thrive,
When you're just fighting to survive?
I see them now, with eyes that say,
We broke what we thought could never fray.
I regret the times we put them last,
Chasing a future, tied to the past.
Thinking if we just got through today,
Tomorrow's light would lead the way.
But here we are, with guilt and tears,
Watching the damage built over years.
No guidebook told us how to mend,
The love we thought would never end.
We didn't mean to make them feel alone,
But somewhere, we lost the home.
And now I look at what we've done,
The weight of knowing—it's too much to run.
If I could go back, I'd speak softer, be kind,
I'd hold them longer, protect their mind.
But the truth is, I didn't know the way,
I fumbled through, day by day.
They say love's enough, but life can change,
And even love can rearrange.
I wanted to teach them how to soar,
But I forgot what love was for.
Now, I see them, eyes full of hurt,
And I wonder, did we make it worse?
We were parents, flawed and scared—
But we loved, even when we weren't prepared.
One night, we gathered, words were said,
In the quiet kitchen, we shared our dread.
I asked them why, why things went wrong,
Why the laughter faded, why the fights felt long.
They looked at me with tired eyes,
Their faces worn, their voices sighs.
"We didn't know," they softly spoke,
"We thought we'd bend, but then we broke."
*"We tried so hard to make it right,
But we lost ourselves in the endless fight."*
Their hands reached out, trembling, slow,
But I wasn't sure—I couldn't know.
*"We thought love was enough to stay,
But life kept pulling us away.
We weren't perfect, far from it,
And in our storm, we watched you slip."*
I listened close, but in my chest,
The ache of truth, it wouldn't rest.
They wanted peace, they wanted calm,
But here we are, wounded, drawn.
I see it now—they didn't see,
How much they hurt themselves and me.
They tried their best, but even so,
Their love could never heal the blow.
They regret it all, I see it clear,
But still, it doesn't stop the fear.
The hole inside, it stays the same,
No comfort here, just guilt and shame.
We sit in silence, heavy, still,
The darkness lingers, the room goes chill.
They know the weight of what they've done,
But no one here has truly won.
They wish they could undo the past,
But some things, even love, can't last.
Their voices fade, their eyes hold pain,
We sit together, yet all remains.
No one to blame, no villain here,
Just broken hearts, and lingering fear.
I understand them now, I do,
But understanding doesn't make it through.
I realize now, the curse we bear—
We're powerless, lost in despair.
The past of others shapes our fate,
A cycle none of us can escape.
So we sit, with words unsaid,
The shadows dance inside my head.
They love me still, I love them too,
But the hole remains—it's nothing new.