Broken Family

A young man stands, in the middle of the street,
locked out in the cold, away from the heat.
He stares with scorn, at his own home,
his parents pushed him out, left him alone.

One may think, he would be sad,
but in all truth, he was actually glad.
Away from the fighting, fear, and pain,
he'd rather be out here, than in there to remain
He could hear screams, his mother and father,
they fought wildly, he didn't give a bother.

They had rejected him, their very own son,
in the heat of a battle, he couldn't have won.
Now he walks down the street, away from the house,
and so faded the screams, of the two fighting spouse.

He was all alone, thrown into the snow,
no one to love, no where to go.