Does love resides within a home
Or does it lie in contrive lies?
For which explanation has none
But to surrender where truth falls and dies.
In hope that one day it will be sought
And vindication meant for you out there.
To fill the void where a snare must thwart
Every plan you dreamed and lived for.
Your story share helps someone out there
Caught in an enterprise of the same dilemma,
Acting as if no one care, but who can compare
Another person’s experience of drama.
Who can compare this sudden twist of fate?
In the benign despair of a hidden state.