Hates This Family For Its Hurting Touch

by blissfulbearje   Aug 15, 2006


Young girl, sobbing in her bed.
Hiding from family conflict, once again.
Its midnight..minutes passing like hours.
Shes still listening to the arguing, coming from down the hallway.
Clearly hearing the painful voices, hurting words, broken screams.
Laying there in the darkness of her room, she wants it to fade away.
Hugging her pillow tight, tears gradually soaking through.
Clocks ticking..shes watching the minutes slowly changing,
Minutes passing like hours, waiting for the minute where it will be soundless.
Brother is yelling..those hurtful words.
Mother is crying..doesn't know where she went wrong.
Father is silent..uncertain of what to say.
Young girl wants it all to stop!!!
She loves this family so much..
She hates this family for its hurting touch.

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