House of pain

The walls have been caved,
There's blood on the floor,
Vases and glasses are shattered,
And this girl couldn't take anymore,
You walk in the house,
Feel the tension straight away,
Feel the darkness,
The screaming and the pain,
See the scratches on the walls,
And the things just thrown about,
See the knives and the needles,
Hear the peircing squeels and shouts,
Feel the tingling in your body,
And the pains inside your heart,
Feel the tears build up in your eyes,
And know this is just the start,
The furniture is broken,
Their clothes have all been torn,
There's blood on glass and knives and needles,
And on the little girl that shouldn't have been born,
She sits in the corner and stares at the floor,
With her arms wrapped tight around her legs,
While her junky mum and dad pop pills,
For her own food she has to beg,
She gets beaten and bashed,
Yet not a tear does she cry,
Not a scream does she let,
She just sits and wonders why,
Soon enough she'll be at a better place,
Another girl will die again,
Just another everyday thing in this place,
Another house of pain..