Scary Nights
The slurred words
They drip from your mouth
Mostly sugar coated lies
Almost believable
But not quiet
Nobody can believe them
Violence around me
Objects being thrown
Loud voices
From all around the house
Hectic
Like a tornado
Scrambling to escape
To leave
To be safe and free
To protect
The person that means most
You’re younger brother
That’s your world
Your everything
You’d rather have the violence
And slurred lies
Thrown at you
Rather than him
Go through hell
Go through anything you needed
Just to keep him safe
But this is unmatched
Inescapable loop
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