Change by Linda V

Some things never change
Words still sting
Like rusty razor blades in old wounds
You know just how to gouge
Pass the blame to the wine
Compassion is lost
As his kind gesture is kicked away
Like dusty rocks beneath your feet
Act the fool
And feel not his shame
Just your own giddy nonsense
Leaving it to hang
In an otherwise silent room
Golden silence is lost in your drama
But his tears shout back
The disappointment of an angry child
Another celebration isn’t
Another hopeful promise broken
He wanted to believe in you
But some things never change

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