Not How It Should Be

Everything is not how it should be
Nothing is how it was
The floors upheaved
I've been decieved
Thinking we'd be okay

The walls were shaken
My heart was braken
My family is falling apart
There will be no end
For there is no start
This is why my broken heart

Author's Note

This is exactly how it came up in my head, improper spelling and grammar was somewhat intended (I know it's there, that's just how the poem has to be)