A journey of me

As the minutes turn into hours
my heart begins to pounder
as i think about the wasted time
my life has lead to be

i started out very much alive
when i was of a mere age
but when my life had just begun
it was snatched away in fear

my father hurt my mother
in ways i don't wish to speak
ran out on the misery
and he left my family to die

my brother a gentle giant
his soul rocked in the windy sails
corrupted into a devil from hell
wishing to be loved by he

my mother emotionally unbalanced
longing to be different from herself
and me a lonely crushed soul
surrendering her spirit

screaming to be let free
have the grip upon her name
be loosened from around her
strangled by power she yearns

wishes to be taken into the depths
engulfed in the flame of death
be free from his spell
and wrenched philosophy

manipulated by life's cruel tricks
caressed by the gentle touch
disgruntled by the pressure
captured my her innocence

she now lets go
hand in hand with the devil
innocence provoked
as the night begins a new journey