loathing all these fights and screams
with nothing to drown it out
the voices follow me all around
e. v. e. r. y. w. h. e. r. e.

yelling, blaring, erasing happiness
exterminating smiles with every word

sick of writing tragedy
and hearing of it in other homes
wanting my smile to be real,
((not endangered))
and falling miserably at the task.

awaiting my day of liberation
awaiting to see my God's face
awaiting when the day of suffering
will end with the devil's disgrace

loathing all these fights and screams
with nothing to drown it out
oh, how I wish I could leave
wanting with my whole heart
that the door would let me out.