Contention

When the temperature rises
When words are spat
My hands shake , they shake a little
I'm transported right back to being 11
Caught in between a whirlpool of emotions
Emotions that don't belong to me
Strong vehemence making me want to flea
Elephants dancing on my chest
I let them , I let them dance
I let them stomp
Throat constrictions , body cold
Stuck in a delirium that wasn't me
Striving hard trying to make it stop

They shake with rage ,
While I feel trapped in a cage
Unaffected , unbothered
They spew fire , words that burn
Words that make my stomach churn
Restless and feeling nauseous
I approach them feeling cautious
Big mistake , caught between the crossfire
Scorched through by intense spitfire
No matter how hard I try can't shake the feeling of doom
Their clamour , vociferation shaking the room
Hands thrown , flying spittle
When the temperature rises
My hands shake , they shake a little
What I felt inside was so strong
Even when I was little

Was "Till death do us apart " even on the table ?