I've heard some words that bring just pain
mostly from moms or dads that fight with fists,
and
I've seen some kids that stay just still,
five minutes or at least.
I was so scared that poor children can be
living statues at the gate.
the gate that's border between now and then
or I rather say, between us and them.
I've heard sounds that keep me up at night,
even in dreams everything is
with silent screams
while my heart is bent in two.