{Possessions}
In the corner of his room
A ragged teddy bear
A treasured security blanket
Torn beyond repair
On a shelf in her closet
A broken pair of heels
A book full of pages
Of everything she feels
A list of everything that's lost
Of all that's left behind
A single sheet of paper
Full of things they just can't find
A single bead is all that's left
Of Momma's treasured necklace
Too many pieces missing
To play a game of chess
Just one picture on the wall
Not even loved by those who live
No one awake to lay the blame
Some one who has to forgive
It s just an empty shell again
Full of our many dark confessions
Too many demons here remain
Haunting our dreams and old possessions