Broken world [Collab]

by Amber   Sep 13, 2008


Mommy and daddy are fighting again. Daddy pushed her into the wall.
Everything fell, Mommy cried and I ran upstairs and curled into a ball.
I hugged my legs and let all the tears fall silently out of my eyes.
At age 7 what else could I do? I'm tired of hiding my family issues with lies.

I heard them screaming recklessly, then the sound of shattering glass.
The silence came painfully, it felt eternal, as if it would never pass.
I hug myself even tighter, their arguments ringing through my ears.
I continue to cry harder, as the two people I love confirm my fears.

Within a few seconds I heard the yelling start up once again.
I tiptoed down the stairs to find them and I found them in the den.
Daddy was drinking and Mommy told him to stop but he slapped her face.
Mommy went to her room and stuck a needle in her arm, what a disgrace.

I stood there paralyzed staring at one to the other,
What has become of my family, my father and mother?
I collapsed upon the floor, and prayed with all my heart,
"Please keep us together, never ever to be broken apart."

They began screaming at each other again as I hid behind the chair.
Daddy ran outside then he walked back inside again with his gun in the air.
A loud bang and Mommy goes to the floor. One more bang and daddy fell.
I cry, they are both dead. Then the cops come in and take me away from that hell.

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The 1st and 3rd stanzas were done by me.
The 2nd and 4th stanzas were done by HvN.

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http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=278726

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  • 16 years ago

    by Yeka

    Hey dude its okay everyone is hear okay you will never be alone in life...sure I don't know you okay but you know I will always be ther just for you if you need help of want to talk ok...

    I know that sounds hard and also we don't know eack other but its okay....but love the poem shows the real emotion about the poem....