I've been here before.
My heart finds a home
In the cold of your shoulder,
The sting of your silence,
The bite of your blame
As I hold my knees
To the edge of the bed.

I've been here before;
I've counted the bricks
One by one
As you pile them between,
Locking me out, leaving me
Alone, armed with nothing but
a dull knife
And shattered ribs.

I've been here before;
I know the words you keep
Coiled between the plates
Of your skull.
Harsh words, left to marinate,
    Thicken, grow.

I've been here before
In this place that I know so well,
This place I fell back into
head first
again
Cinder blocks tied to my ankles
And I'm drowning
In your eyes
And your pain
And this vicious cycle
Some *******
Called love.

Thousands of glass pieces flew in the air
Loud thuds of furniture hitting the floor
A lady and a man shouting
Sally crouched in a corner, covering her ears

This wasn't how it was supposed to be
Was this her "happy family"?
She always heard about her friends and their perfect families

Sally wanted that
She loved her mummy
And she loved her daddy
But her heart was filled with uncertainty,
Of love in the family

She stared at the daisy
That she and Tom picked earlier that afternoon
In the serene park across the road
She wanted to go back
Back to the happy times
When she could forget her troubles
And live with the lie that she had a happy family

She ran out of the room
Dashing for the front door
The park was her refuge
"Sally!" Mummy called out
"Come back!"
It was too late
She couldn't come back
Not after that brown car rammed into her little body