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