Shrieks of paroxysm

Sitting round the table waiting for Dad to join us, Me and my mom spent two hours gazing at the main entrance Hoping the door bell would ring And dad would come home spring me up in his strong arms And I would glisten the air above my head. yes! It finally rang. I rushed to open the door and gave his long legs a big hug I could smell alcohol all over his clothes He was too drunk just as any other day I knew it was going to be tough for my mom now Tears trickled down my little eyes Seeing mom Frozen in front of him Without uttering a word, surrendering to his abuses. Flashback of our happy days rolled in front of my moistened eyes I missed my 'happy dad' who loved me like his princess But today we were mere commodities with no feelings And our pains priceless. It was fine until the moment he slapped mom, she fell to the floor And on her snow-white cheeks, a darkened mark of his palm. I rushed to console her and wipe off those tears, but Dad held me captive in his strong hands Locked me inside a room And banging the door was all I could do. I heard her crying for help Those shrieks echoed in the house Yes, a house which was someday a home. I crawled up to the bed and tucked my head inside the blanket In an attempt to overhear all the cries I could not bear the screams of her who gave me birth This happened everyday. My mom and me were caged birds Inside my dad's mansion Where alcohol ruled and he was it's slave.