I Remember
I remember it was Friday and Saturday,
My worst nightmare.
I remember Subway on Friday night,
Everything was silenced,
Something was wrong.
I remember getting home and going right to bed,
Tears began to fall.
I remember waking up,
To yelling and screaming.
I remember lying on the couch,
Watching Spongebob Squarepants,
When a handgun fell to the floor.
I remember Moms flinch,
And looked at her bruises.
I remember being told everything will be ok,
But never really believed it.
I remember the dogs,
Shaking and hiding in the closet,
Everytime Dad came into sight.
I remember Dad going into the bathroom,
And locking himself in.
I remember Mom grabbing the phone connectors,
And pulled me away,
Her nails digging into my skin.
I remember running to the garage,
And Mom calling 911.
I remember Mom telling me to stay low,
So Dad doesn't see us.
I remember Dad searching for us,
No where for us to be seen.
Biut the cops down the street.
I remember Dad going back into the house,
Locked all the doors,
And hid the gun under the couch.
I remember the cops breaking down the door,
And tackle him to the ground.
I remember the handcuffs,
Around his wrists.
I remember hearing the cops yell,
"Where is the Mom and Daughter?"
I remember right there and then,
What was really happening.
It was all a blur.
My Dad was a murderer,
Under arrest.
I remember looking at the street,
The cop car pulling away,
Dad in the back,
On his way to prison.
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