Based On A True Story Poem by Christian Rivera

Mother and father are fighting again
I'm stuck in my room pretending I can't hear them
But my door is wide open and their screaming carries itself in
Soon I can see mom holding her arms up in defense

She walks by the door in a flash of screaming and tears
The yelling of father pierces both of our ears
But I will stay quiet for all of my years
Hoping when dad goes away so will all of my fears

Bruises and scars curse my mother's aching heart
She doesn't know this but I felt it all from the start
And I draw out our pain in the early morning stars
As we grab what we can and and I look up out from the car

She tells me not to worry and everything's okay
I nod my head in agreement with nothing to say
I'm too tired to care what roads she may take
And I'm soon all alone in my head drifting away