Two Cowards

Last night my parents hit each other,
right in-front of me and my brother.
I had no idea what I should do,
I'm sorry Mikey for not protecting you.
I should have stopped them before they got in the car,
but I didn't know they were gonna go that far.
I just thought they were gonna go talk,
but I didn't know that after they left they would never again walk.
I watched the news and saw the crash,
but I didn't know it was your car that had gotten smashed.
I got worried when you two didn't come home that night,
but I just thought maybe you two didn't know we were worried about the fight.
It got so late so I sent Mikey to bed,
still not knowing you two were dead.
It was five am when I got the call,
I just started to cry and hugged my doll.
I didn't know how to tell my little brother,
so I asked for help from another.
I don't think he believes you two are dead,
I don't even think he believes what I said.
It's only been a few hours,
but I can't help but think my parents were cowards.