Mama’s rage
Papa’s thumb
Prying eyes from someone else
Ran
Dragged
Pulled
Pushed
Every direction
All at the same time
Decisions
Pre determined
Fate played it’s straight
I only two pair
Ace’s and eight’s
The dead man’s hand
Stuck now
Trapped
stretched to the limit
In the middle
Never a chosen side
Chained to the new
Crushing weight of the old
Unstable
Cracked
Pieces of sanity long fallen off
Yet
Always a perfect smile
A polite hello
Everything hidden
An invisible veil
Secret scars
Endless nights
Mama’s rage
Papa’s thumb
Others prying eyes
Had bigger dreams….
Didn’t choose this life…