Poem of my life.

Born out of love, raised in hate

My alarm for every morning is the sound of their screams,

I dwell back into my sleep 'coz it's better in my dreams.

My thoughts haunt me and so do my fears,

they continue to increase past my listening ears.

I grab my sister who's curled up in the corner scared.

Tears roll down her soulful eyes as she stared,

at dad and mum as they adamantly negotiate.

How will we get through this, what shall be our fate?

I cover my ears to block it out,

but one of them would always come back with a big shout.

A deep sadness invades my face,

I no longer look forward to upcoming days.

My body is numb, I feel nothing but my aching heart,

Racing so fast wondering where did it all start?

Despaired and destroyed, home has become hell.

My life is done and this poem as well.