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the abuse from a father to a mother in the perspective of child |
| Tears flow silently through the night, Shattered dreams and forgotten souls- Broken hearts-painful memories, Blessings of promises full of holes. A child's cry and a shrilling scream, The sound of glass against a wall- It's midnight and the boy can't sleep, Always happens when darkness falls. Cuts and bruises, black and blue, Bleeding lips and puffy cheeks- Shades to cover swollen eyes, A voice that quivers when she speaks. In the distance, lightning strikes, Thunder rolls and a door is slammed- Her unborn baby- so innocent, Another victim of the damned. The little boy hides down the hall, Hears his mother's muffled cry- He knows she's hurting but he's too scared, So just sits as tears run dry. Tomorrow, this shall be the past, No thoughts or feelings of the night- But when darkness falls behind closed doors, There will only be screams and tears of fright. |