Living On Eggshells

Ally

She walks on shards a silent tread 

Across the floors, so cold and bare

A web of fear inside her head

A heavy weight she has to bear

 

His anger a dark, swirling cloud

Hangs low, a threat she can't ignore

Her voice a whisper, never loud

Afraid to open the door 

 

Each step she takes a cautious plea 

To not disturb the fragile peace 

A yearning for tranquility 

A silent wish for sweet release 

 

The glass surrounds a brittle cage

Revealing sorrow in her eyes

She fears turning a page

Breathe the weight of the silent skies

  • Author: Twilight (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2025 15:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem means a lot to me. I wrote this poem to express myself. Not every life is perfect, and not every household is made of brick and stone.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 14
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    Fear in a home makes it less than a home. Here I hear the fear. Nicely written

  • Poetic Licence

    A very relatable write to so many, living within the confines of a broken home, a sad write with fear in the words, nicely expressed

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    In fact, no life or household is perfect. Very insightful and powerful poem on the horror of fear in a household. So many, too many, are filled with that fear to varying levels. Well done. 🌹👏 A fave.



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