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Like everyday there are screams tonight.

I can’t get out of this broken house.

Another old argument is to ignite,

Between each spouse.



Mommy and Daddy are fighting once more.

There’s lots of loud noises and breaking.

The screams tonight I try to ignore.

I can’t let Mommy hear the tears I’m making.



There are the same slapping noises I hear very night.

The screams and cussing get louder and grows.

Then the two doors that slam ending the fight.

Daddy leaves the house and Mommy soon knows.



I’m crying, asking myself questions when she opens the door.

She looks at me; I can see she’s been drinking.

She stumbles her way to me staggering across the floor.

Cowering over me, she glares and I stop thinking.



Slowly my eyes water up again from the fear rising.

The tears silently fall down my face as she raises a hand.

She strikes me and leaves an abrasion unsurprising.

A harder blow then last time, and the wall I land.



Hearing my screams and pleads brings her to a break.

She starts beating me till my face is swollen, lips bleeding.

Another hard hit is what I have to take.

I stare at her and I continue my pleading.



My eyes are swollen shut.

My arms are all bruised.

My lip has a deep cut,

Once again I am abused.



Now Mommy stops beating.

Daddy comes back.

Then Mommy is fleeting,

But again another attack.



Daddy hears that I’m sobbing.

But I pretend to be asleep.

With his penis slowly throbbing,

He pushes it into me and I weep.



The pain comes back like always.

Every night it’s the same routine.

I hear them in the hallways,

Then they both treat me obscene.  



Another abusive fight.

With more tears to hold.

And more screams tonight,

In the truths I am to unfold.





Inspired by: An accumulating fight and thought

Created on: December 11, 2005