Family Heirloom

“Words are my weapons

Words console, comfort and calm me when all else fails me

♥ Family
Heirloom

"Some cycles never get broken"

She told me she stays because she knew he loved her.
Why else would he never hit her in the face?
His temper always rose before the morning sunlight.
No alarm ever rang, except maybe in her head.
It's astonishing really,
how his frail body always seemed so mighty when he eclipsed all the colour from her world.
However in this household, traditions always get served with a hearty breakfast without delays.
And every once in awhile, when left alone to her thoughts,
like a good daughter, she would remember to remember her mother.
And how sacrifice is the only family heirloom she ever passed on to her.

Twisted Elegance

xoxo
MzMagan