Carnival

From the last very empty family days , it became the time, the time when i cried my eyes out.
Just like that, just pufff -
Then I cried out loud, more and more. and I, sitting behind her , I talked of the pain , and eventually talked for her, through mum, crying.
When I left the car to the front seat, and hugged her, I whispered words that i was never able to speak.
And she cried her eyes out too.
And so we cried together, while mum speak words of wisdom to us.

Late at night, everything seems just alright, laying down on the sofas, on the ground too, playing games and watching a movie, all together.
Like a big happy family that we never were, and we'll never will be.
But at least, we faked it.
At least, besides all the pain and emptiness we carry, we're still trying.