Mother and father are fighting again <br />I'm stuck in my room pretending I can't hear them <br />But my door is wide open and their screaming carries itself in <br />Soon I can see mom holding her arms up in defense <br /> <br />She walks by the door in a flash of screaming and tears <br />The yelling of father pierces both of our ears <br />But I will stay quiet for all of my years <br />Hoping when dad goes away so will all of my fears <br /> <br />Bruises and scars curse my mother's aching heart <br />She doesn't know this but I felt it all from the start <br />And I draw out our pain in the early morning stars <br />As we grab what we can and and I look up out from the car <br /> <br />She tells me not to worry and everything's okay <br />I nod my head in agreement with nothing to say <br />I'm too tired to care what roads she may take <br />And I'm soon all alone in my head drifting away<br /><br />Christian Rivera<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/based-on-a-true-story/
