As i sit hear and think, of the times gone by <br />I watch them drink, and i start to cry. <br /> <br />Suddenly i see the anger come, and there tempers start to rage <br />Sometimes i just wanted to die, because they are like wild animalslet out of a cage. <br /> <br />Don't take long before they start fussing, I run and hide but i does no good <br />they always find me, and i knew they would. <br /> <br />But i can't give up, it's all i got to keep me going <br />so i go in the house, and stand at attention <br />and i look into his eyes, i see it coming <br />i feel the pain. <br /> <br />Like a storm in the night <br />the tears come down, like fallen rain. <br /> <br />I take the beating without a fight, I sit in the darkness alone and scared <br />trying to figure out why no one cared. <br /> <br />I feel so hurt and all alone <br />can't understand what i keep doing wrong. <br /> <br />Cause all i wanted was to belong, i feel so lonely and sad <br />the pain they caused still hurts me bad. <br /> <br />All i wanted to do was to be loved, tho times have come <br />and times have gone <br />the pain they inflicted will never be known. <br /> <br />As i look back now and try to understand <br />I'm just glad I'm not that kind of a man.<br /><br />Tracy Rollings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anotherday-with-the-drunks/
