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lyrics
We sat huddled near the top of the staircase and exchanged worried expressions. We'd been here before. Just sit tight and breathe. I lean forward so my hands could cup his ears to muffle the screams. It’s no use. Their voices continued to rise; one hostile, one out of fear. There was fuck all we could do. The front door too far to reach, the landline was out of sight. His tiny fingers grasped hold of mine and then he looked me in the eye and asked “why is she crying?” A vase smashed against the wall. A body thrown against the door. You can never know for sure when all this becomes the norm. When you're lips are sealed out of shame and fear and you can’t fight back tears. When you can't begin to help the ones you love because you're scared to interfere. When you're praying that someone else will somehow hear. These lurid thoughts maintain the scars, but now that my hands are no longer trembling or small I'd like to see that prick once more. Retribution would be swift. The hand that fed will soon be bit. How many of these walls are hiding similar scenes? Violence? Distress? How many of these faces are masking what they have seen, and can't forget? Freedom peace & love are kept at bay until the built up rage begins to fade. I'll get there some day. We'll arrive some day.