Mom and dad

And once again I'm writing a poem
because i hate the way i am at home

daddy doesn't say i love you anymore
i want to be loved like i was before

mom cries almost every night
i lost count of the endless brutal fights

daddy says things i know he doesn't mean
and everything behind our door once again goes unseen

mom says she doesn't know why he's still around
and i know shes getting close to hitting the ground

daddy is going to walk out some day
maybe then things will finally be okay

mom says if she closes her eyes long enough
everything doesn't seem so tough

daddy has a temper thats out of control
sometimes you wonder if his hearts a big hole

mom talks late on the fone
telling her friends how shes all alone

and once again I'm writing a poem
because i hate the way i am at home

*just tired of the shit that goes on at home... sorry another venting poem*