Silent tears

As I sit upon my bed
I hear the voices from downstairs
I hear the shouts, I here the screams
Just sat there as my heart tares
I hear my daddy hit mother
I hear my mother scream
For I hear there tragic arguments
I hear my mothers dreams
Her dreams of being separated
Yet not having to cope with the pain
Going to sleep in her own bed
Not having to suffer again and again
I put myself in her position
And what her choices are
If she would tell someone
Then maybe daddy would have to leave, somewhere far
But I don’t know why she can’t
For I asked her in the morn
I asked her why does she put up with daddy
Every night every dawn
She smiles and looks at me promising
Daddy isn’t all bad
For I love you farther deeply
Then I reply, ‘then why does he make you sad’
The look she gave me next
Was a look like no other
For I could see her silent tears
She was dying to blubber
She gave a phoney smile
And told me to just forget
But when your daddy beats your mother
Then forgetting would be a regret
So that night sat in my room
I stood up and faced my fears
As my daddy beat my mother
Downstairs I appeared
I shout to get attention
Then my mothers says go to bed
I stand up and take a breath
For I just shake my head
You see I weren’t as weak as my mother
I weren’t going to let him be
So as I told him to stop hitting her
He turned around and hit me
that’s when mother realised
What man ha had been
She packed our bags and got our stuff
Daddy was no longer going to be mean
My daddy’s now in jail you see
He can no longer heart me again
So as I tell my story
I no longer suffer any of my daddy’s pain

~this message goes out to all the people, who suffer silent tears, for stand up and be counted, or you’ll be suffering for years!~