Your insults fly across the room, your screaming gets so loud.
Your gestures so predictable, offending me so proud.
My children having nightmares, my dignity is drained,
If i say black, you say white, your driving me insane!
My face familiar with your fist,that once you loved to touch,
It's numb from pain, locked up in chains, my spirit you have crushed,
The tears at home are endless, these walls have much to hide,
These secrets that you make us keep are buried deep inside.
Your children beg and plead with you, a daddy they both need,
A father isn't just for looks or just to make mom bleed.
Respect: A foreign word we've heard, not practiced in our house,
Replaced by shame, and your to blame, but so am I some how.
I mostly fear your silence, it signals me to hide,
You'll find me underneath our bed, got caught you heard me sigh.
Another beating once again, there's danger straight ahead,
You won't be happy till I'm gone and buried, finally dead.
The Place I find most comforting, my pain I can deposit,
Is in my temple where I dwell, with secrets in my closet!