The fighting and yelling, the
scream that echo's over again

It hurts to be able to admit
that, that's all I've grown up around

All I remember is you never being
home, our evening never calm
fighting, sex, rape, abuse, yelling
and being hurt...

I do not like all I can remember
because it all hurts to know
you would hurt your child
and chose a man over me to

The pain I carry...
hurts and
grows stronger as the days
go by