Fists,
Beating,
My back.
Parent,
Continues,
To attack.
Mother,
Runs,
Away.
Father,
Continues,
The pain.
And then,
It's over,
They smile.
Offer me,
Coffee,
After a while.
I drink,
It burns,
My mouth.
My dad,
Starts,
To laugh.
I hide,
Inside,
My room.
Reaching,
For,
A phone.
Talk to,
The woman,
Of my dreams.
The hurt,
Begins to,
Dissappear.
