Pain. So real I can see it. Pain. So strong it could tear me down. The pain not physical but mental is just as much to bear. For in a fight you can dodge the hit, bit venomous words always hit their mark. Screaming Slaming doors And a family stood apart And though it all I find myself dumb, for a divided home simply cannot stand.
I wore this when I was 12. My home was a war scene. At least ik it wasn't just me.