It won‟t be long until things get violent
And the police have to come once more.
I curl up in my bed
Scared, sad and alone
No matter how hard I try
I cannot escape from the world I have become trapped in.
I pretend that I am far away
Anywhere but where I am
If I can just get through the night
I might be able to survive the day.
The screaming continues for hours
Until early morning
You finally pass out but it is time for me to get up
Another sleepless night for me.
Yet somehow I must find a way to face the day
As I slowly descend the stairs
I wonder what damage I will find
Trying to shake the disturbing images
From my already troubled mind.
I walk through the remains of the night
Broken glass, beer cans, shattered chairs
I see a hole in the wall and wonder if it is old or new
Not that it really matters.
It is the same scene every night
It starts as soon as the sun goes down