The murmurs of a loving cradling embrace
shrill screams face to face
Lies float to the surface like the dead
after a wonderful day turned into a nightmare affair
Sweet memories turn into burned images
tainted by who was there
Resenting your choice to speak up
and notice the truth of today
Grinning faces as you walk past
the giggling rumors of his facade
Loud outbursts, and cries
He won that day
