I am not the Peacemaker

I cannot fix

What is already broken

But I can pick up the pieces

And hope

That they find their way

Back together

I am not the Peacemaker

I merely wander

Though the mass of walls

And doorknobs

and w.i.n.d.o.w.s

That used to be my home

And carry

My box of bandaids

I am not the Peacemaker

I can only carry

My box of bandaids

And try to ease the pain

Flowing from the broken hearts

That used to be my family

I am not the Peacemaker

The bruises still remain

Even after I have covered them

With my kisses

And the love is still shattered

Despite my bandaids

And my anguished efforts

I am not the Peacemaker

I am simply the silent witness

To the self-destructive behavior

Of the souls I love

Too busy handing out my bandaids

To save one

For my own breaking heart

Please

End the madness

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A/N: Mommy and daddy fight a lot.