Everyday it begins again,
the shouts and screams from one another.
Both blaming the other,
but not themselves.
Every shout sheds my tear,
all the screams, is pressure on my heart.
A headache coming from the silence,
awaiting the sounds again.
One raising louder than the next,
will it ever stop?
Please God, tell me when.
For everyday, it is the same.
The voices, the shouts,
and even the timming to be precise.
The longiness to awaiting that day,
where all is well, and hapiness
among the air.
Everyday, week, month,year
TIll the thought of it never ending,
So I shall end myself, the sadnessand screams
are crushing from within.