Broken Home

Everyday is like another broken day.

Dishes fly, words stab.

The lonley girl in the corner waiting to for her mother to leave.

Make-up smeered down her face like black tears.

Though the fighting and screaming wont stop.

Nethier will the bleeding, and soon that lonley girl will

be no more and that dark corner will be empty,

But.......

horrible mother wont see.