Surrounded (a pantoum)

Our lives were surrounded by wood
Controlled by words
Manipulated by materialistic affection.
We couldn’t sleep on the leather.

Controlled by words
I hid in the closet wrapped in memories.
We couldn’t sleep on the leather
We never heard the silence.

I hid in the closet wrapped in memories.
Consumed by what-ifs.
We never heard the silence.
And laughter was rare.

Consumed by what-ifs
While living with a guilty conscience.
Laughter was rare.
But jealousy lives where the grass is always greener.

While living with a guilty conscience
Numbness ensues.
Jealousy lives where the grass is always greener
And one covets thy neighbor.

Numbness ensues.
Distress finds its damsel
When one covets thy neighbor.
Faith weakens when love is a hand wrapped around a neck.

Distress finds its damsel
And the charms of princes seem fewer.
Faith weakens when love is a hand wrapped around a neck
When a daughter protects her mother.

And the charms of princes seem fewer
Controlled by words and what not to say.
Views obstructed by flaws
Our lives were surrounded by wood.