Door Slam

I heard the door slam
For the third time tonight
I heard my mom's muffled sobs
And the car as he speed away
Before I could change my mind
I dropped that piggy bank right onto
That bright blue car that made usin debt
He stormed inside
I knew what was coming
And for once I didn't even wince
As his raw hands
Wacked me over and over
I didn't feel the blade as he cut through my skin
All I felt was the breeze as it blew through the window
I didnt hear his curses
I didn't hear the wacks
All I heard were my mom's cries as she begged him to stop
I looked up at his bright blue eyes I used to love
He turned away with one last, "B***h"
As he stumbled away
I cowered in the cornor as he shoved my mom aside
And stormed back out to his wrecked car
I smiled down at the mess
And laughed desptie myself
But as he looked up one last time
The fear returned
And I started to cry
Because I feared the man I called DAD