The Fight

Don't you know what your doing everything other day.

Constantly arguing late into the night.

Every once in a while you'll do it during the day.

Just enough to freighten me right in my face.

Like dogs always fighting on each others back.

You don't have to curse or use violence instead you do worse.

Because you degrade each other and bring the whole family into it.

Never hearing me in the background sobbing and praying.

Voices echo and rumble through the house.

I used to try drowning it out pushing my thoughts onto something else.

It never works it never helps your words disturb me all the same.

So I worry every time that one of you will say the word to end it all.

Can't you see how its pushing us apart why can't you act your age.

I'm tired of doing everything and making your choices.

But I'm even more afraid to find out what will happen if I don't.

Maybe I'm all thats keeping this together it I break will we all.

Oh but heavenly it sounds just to leave everything behind

Ignoring your yells and screams the shattering glass.

Pushing past it all going away far away where I'll feel no more pain.

Thats what your fighting makes me do makes me go through.

You know those tears that keep falling no one notices those either.

While your screaming your lungs out the neighbors starts to hear it.

Either they don't care or it doesn't matter because no one comes to see whats the matter.

Not that they would see much there isn't really anything here.

If there was then you wouldn't constantly argue.

That is why you argue isn't it you fight over objects and money.

Love isn't supposed to be about that not from what I've heard.

Though what am I expecting this is you we're talking about your fight not others.

Just a poem a wrote..umm not really that great but its my only way to escape things so voila! Pretty personal wonders why I wrote it...