Sometimes...

Sometimes I wonder...

If keeping the peace was worth it

If that peace was for everyone

 

I didn't want to keep hearing

those arguemetns or see my mother's tears

 

I didn't want to feel helpless

As i forced my dry red eyes to sleep

 

I didn't want to confuse the little eyes

that saw but didn't understand

 

Now, I heat up the arguements and

walk on my mother's lonely tears

 

Now, I don't feel anything as I

Exhaust myself to sleep

 

Now, the little eyes cry so much

That they don't want to see

 

Is this really peace or just a

tense neutrality?

 

Is there really such a thing

as peace, love, and the pursuit of happiness?

 

Sometimes I wonder...

 

Reviews

[Gravedigger]

You have a very strong mind, and it shows in your willful words. There have been many times when I wondered the same thing...

A job well done on this one.

[Keiry<3]

ONE thing i wanna point out...ALOT! of type-o's...this whole thing would be better if you fixed them...and about the poem...i think we've all been there...at least i have...i think this has a good flow...and its very well written in my opinion =]

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

keeping the peace is a difficult task... its not always easy in a house full of people with different personalities (i speak of personal experiences) but eventually it all works out...
i think this piece is great... and a lot of people will be able to relate to this i am sure... nicely done