I stare at my wall,
silence never ending,
river on my cheeks,
running down, extending.
The yelling kept increasing,
screaming never stopped,
the words that left their mouths,
never seemed to drop.
I crept out my room,
following the noise,
my feet nearly cut by glass,
as it always destroys.
Father threw a mug at her,
she wept and wailed in fear.
She said "Get out of my house"
so off he went, with his beer.
As soon as the door slammed shut,
I ran to my dear Mother,
Telling her it's all okay,
using my embrace as a cover.
Soon the years went by,
my family is now happy,
I never saw that man again,
the man who was was Pappy.
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Crappy Poetry (please read?)
PoetryHey guys! This was actually a request from I_Am_Joker. He told me to write more poetry after he read my previous poem, Hater's Make Us Famous. I hope you enjoy it, etc, etc, and let me know what you think.