she onced too many times
and left

he took it pretty hard
and died

the kids were not alright
and learned

Your worth
Every tear
Every fight
And every
Year

Half empty
Half full
Half dirt
Half blood
Clean shoes
No mud.

Dreaming of your demise
Your pitifully starved body.
You begging for your life,
How funny.

You took mine,
I take yours.
Eye for an eye.
Sores for sores.