Bang
Smash
Stomp
The noises of rage floated up through the bedroom floor shaking my furniture causing me pain
the internal burning had begun the screaming of craze filled my ringing ears making me nuts
hands over my ears listening to my parents fight throwing stuff breaking stuff
every now and then i hear my name fighting over me again i curl up into a ball and try to tune it out
why did they have to fight today of all days it's Valentine's day the anniversary of their engagement
I feel a stray tear roll down my cheek as I look to the dresser full of memories
pictures of them before I was born pictures of later on pictures of awards and medal ad pride
that was before the great divide that day of sorrow when everything cracked
their marriage my family my own withered pact
my pact to make everything ok and fine to make things happy even sublime
i fall asleep to a slamming door the screams of mirth
and i pray for mercy and help
for the end of their anti-love war.
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