Our family complacent for all our own reasons,
child so charming with a joyful soul reconciled,
baby with a heartfelt charisma resembling a daisy,
I'm feeling accomplished while astonished to a feeling of completion,
the wife in strife hoarding all of her treasons.

The house is skewed and incomplete with darkness in every corner,
you could feel previous souls penetrating within to make you a foreigner,
I felt the cold, but she would scold in honor to the horror,
I was slowly losing my mindful armor with her Soulful slaughter.

Without reason I'm believing how everything is gleaming,
to this partnered season in matrimony believing,
that this trusting faith I'm freezing is endowed with promise I'm concrete,
the the cracks below creak,
splitting at the seams to reveal a leak, concussion of the mind fallen from traumas incomplete.

Soaking calloused feet from tears of the fallen I excrete,
lifting my heart up to only fall for a straight week,
she's arming the traps for a streak,
Holding my conscious...