This night the stars refuse to shine
Instead they hide away- broken,
No longer wanting to catch the echoes
Of a bleeding child’s screams.
They shook at the tremor of a door slamming
Illuminating a shadow in despair;
My mother’s figure crying alone
Fed up of all the pain.
Each star tried to endure
The yelling of lethal, razor sharp words,
That still slice and bleed through my memories
Every time I look back.
Stars- they can’t shut their glittering eyes
As an argument between father and daughter,
Ends in bruises on her arm
I still hear myself cry “Daddy, please…”
Finally the stars fade away
As my father’s figure lies caged in torment,
The mind’s blackening illnesses
Tainting all his thoughts, words and actions.
Written aged 18.