Poor children are scarred for life
Watching parents hate & fight
Some things just cannot be left behind
Something triggers the mechanism
Something sets it all on fire again
Images of the inflicted pain: resurfaces again
The sadness & pain upon mummy's face
Fear hidden behind her darkened eyes
Inability to escape the hatred; forced to endure
Remains in limbo inside: over all of those years!
Something makes the anger flare up & burst out
The long held fears of feeling useless & made to fear
The damage has already been done: left untreated
Left to fester deep inside: nowhere to hide until
It all just bubbles up in angry words & hateful glares
Yes it all just hides inside until nothing can stem that tide
Yes: then everything just tumbles out in shame
Why couldn't I stand up to him when he hurt my mum?
Why couldn't I have been braver then?
Why couldn't I have stood up to him?
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