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"I can yell louder than you can"- The shouting matches never stop,

"I'm hurting", "Well I hurt more"- That's the only points that are ever got.

Across to one another- That one must out due the other,

Two grown ass kids- My father and my mother.

They love each other- Well, sometimes I think they do,

But others I'm not so sure- Give me a minute to think, or 2.

It's been this way for years- She shouts, he leaves, she sheds tears.

Saying, "I can't believe he left me"- But she knows he'll be right back,

And when he returns the cycle repeats- How can they live like that.

He does his best to soak it up- 'Cuz I guess he really cares for she,

But I see it in his eyes he's thinkin just like the poem says,

"Bitch, what the fuck do you want from me."

"When I leave, you hunt for me. Saying you need me to come back home,

But when get there you just bitch- About how much you want me gone"

I admire my fathers patience- And his resiliency to make things work,

But I admit that by him staying- She continues to make him hurt.

Everyday it gets worse- But he's not completely innocent,

He sometimes goes overboard- But hell, that's just like many men.

His habit of taking medication- Sometimes get out of hand,

I'm unsure if he'd too well in Life- Without her his woman.

The fights continue constantly- A 7 year old absorbs the wrath,

Because he or she is pissed off- At 4 o'clock he gets in bed after his bath.

We all have been through it- My brother, sister and I,

That's why when they fight- You'll never see tears in my eyes.

I don't know how to care anymore- All I worry about is my nephew,

But it does concern me, each day a little more- That their marraige can't be rescued.