The manly one

I hear the loud voices coming up the street
It's late and dark
I've been alone in this house for hours now
Scared and lonely
But enjoying the silence at least
But it's over now
I feel my heart race my palms get sweaty
And my breathings is soft and shallow
You get closer
I run to my bed and cover my head
I'm safe in my bed
Wrapped in my blankets like a protective layer
Hiding behind my dear old friend dragon to protect me
From what always happens next
It starts before the door opens
He grabs you by the throats and gets in your face
A twisted mangled mess it is right now
He's mad and it's your fault....again
Like every weekend
I lay in my bed and listen to the accusations
I listen to you saying no and whimpering
Your so desperate in these times
Desperate for peace I guess
Desperate not to fight
Desperate not to be slapped again
But you always have a defensive desperation in your voice
We know he's angry
But nothing you say or do is going to make him stop
His rant of manly power followed by
A few manly hands on her thin
Frail body
You must of felt so empowered
How could you stand over a crying defenceless
Woman on the flooor
Cowering into a cupboard
Begging for you to stop
But you have no mercy for her
You're angry and going to teach her a lesson
Silence
That's what I hear now
Nothing but the sound of a **** being smoked
And the sounds of my crying beaten mother
My heart sinks
I feel sad and begin to cry
I want to check her but I know I can't
I can't move my body I lay there paralysed
Trying to breath through the pain
When all I wanna do is hug you and tell you it's going to be ok
The pain will go away
But I don't
I'm 9 and just a kid
Scared and lonely crying in my bed