• twisted crying
    I'm sitting alone in my dark room
    Hoping the terror downstairs will end soon
    I hear crying and screaming
    Hatefull words and cursing
    I hang my head and pray
    That Christ will save us today
    I hear the chairs hit the walls
    Then i hear my mom screams as she falls
    I run downstairs eyes filled with tears
    To the kitchen is the worst on my fears
    I seen the gun in his hands
    He doesn't listen to pleas or demands
    After being threatened i cry my self to sleep in my bed.
    I will never forget the words he said.