Nightmare of Reality

     The eyes on the slumbering child awoken,

to screams in the quiet night. 

The deathening noice had the child shaken.

She could have sworn she walked into a gunfight.

     She stalked through the cold house,

to her parents bright room,

It had seem she walked into a slaughterhouse,

and the air was filled with doom.

     Glass scattered across the carpeted floor,

food covered part of the bed.

Then my heart became sore, 

and my mind became dead.

     I pledded with them to pause,

 but their screams were overpowering.

Their words came down on me like jaws,

and I was cowering.

     The father began to slam his head against the wall,

and made a giant hole. 

This all started with alcohol.

It seemed as if they lost control.

     Mom threw his clothes out the door,

and I went to retrieve them.

Fear shivered down my core,

as I worried about the outcome.

    The night pasted as the child slept

and the morning sun rose in the sky. 

The bad night was unkept.

It was time to say bye.

     The happiness between the parents,

got rid of the deathening fear.

The night became transparent,

and happiness was severe.