Pain
my father just got home from "work"
the smell of beer lingers
he always acts just like a jerk
with my mothers hands inside his fingers
my sister takes me back inside
as the fighting has begun
we go back to her room and hide
until we see first light of sun
now they're back inside the house
with what i thought was little harm
im as quiet as a mouse
when i see the bruises on her arm
the night we left is very clear
my sisters blood and knife in hand
she tried to do it out of fear
the last time she took off her wedding band
he yelled and screamed and caused a fright
breaking plates, causing a muck
he passed out around midnight
and we snuck out in my moms truck
i didnt understand it then
im still unsure about it now
i dont know what or why or when
but im glad we found a way out somehow
i speak to my father from time to time
i go to his house on holidays
hes sober now, causes no crime
lets see how long THIS time stays...
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