When Dad Hits Mum

I'm in my room the music is playing,
Drowning the words that my parents are saying
By saying I mean yelling,
It's the same every night,
I keep telling myself this can't be right.

The words and the hate my mums in a state
dads saying some real cruel stuff
Why cant you be nice? Your husband and wife
It's not just your life that's so tough.

Theres banging and crashing his got a real nasty temper this one is gonna be bad,
I turn up my music and scribble down words trying to be strong and not sad.

Being a teen can be really mean my parents just don't understand,
So wrapped up in they own bloody issues my life is no longer their plan.

The shouts in the kitchen his starting to play rough, my mum is weeping hard think she's had enough,
Then came that moment a blood curdling scream,
Dads left on his heel leaving the scene,
I run down the stairs to to rescue my mum
She's worn the spud water, cooking wasn't done,

I take a depth breath moving my emotions aside, last thing I want is for her seeing me cry.
I call for an ambulance it's not the first time, dad hurts mum and then flees from the crime.
I take her to the bathroom and shower her legs,
She's bleating a story telling me what she wants said.
Please mum tell them the truth now I've seen red,

Next time he does this I might find you dead.