Broken Home: Part One

Your drinking is a problem, can we fix it?

I am the one who always gets hit.

If you ever touched her, it would kill me

This isn't the way it's supposed to be.



I tried so hard, but things fell apart

You're so cruel to the girl's heart.

She used to love you.  You were her hero

Now, you are a lowlife and just a big zero.



This has gone on for way to long

Where in the hell did I go wrong?

My words are hurt.  My heart is too

I can't stand who you have turned into.



Painful tears. No more laughs. Only pain

They told me love was something to gain.

YOu throw things, yell and scream.

I lied.  It is as bad as it seems.



I have brusies.  I have cuts.  I have scars.

Only to wait up after you and your bars.

I found out about her two years ago

To think of that, I cry into my pillow.



I found out, just yesterday

You hurt her in different ways.

Touching her, I want you fucking dead!

All the pain and thoughts in my head.



I go to jail, so what, as long as it's done

Oh my God.  She's too fucking young.

You have no idea how much anger I am in

To explain, I don't know where to begin.



I'm taking her, I am leaving her today

You should have changed your ways.

She's only ten.  I can't believe you.

I always thought we'd make it through.





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