Inside the quiet room
Echoes a loud music
Repeatedly
While I'm sitting
Reminiscing
Flying back to the past
Where I was eight
Looking at you
Scared
Like a neglected dog
Flinching
From the screams
And wild exchange of
Hurtful words
Piercing deep inside
In an innocent heart
I gazed at her
Wet eyes
Traumatized
As the broken glass of sinful
Bottles
Scattered on the floor
That made a child run in terror
Far from the mess
You've caused
But why
I'm now an adult
Yet you are still causing ruckus
To our unhealed wounds
It hurts
But I masked it
With a happy face
Even though
I'm longing to your
Loving embrace
"I never wished for you to become a perfect father,
I just want you to become a better man"