Untitled by Anonymous


I have been waiting
For the day
And time
When I can escape
This hell on earth
This place
No one can call home
This place where
Witches write their evil spells
And demons dwell
You cannot begin to imagine
What has come and gone
In this house
What bittersweet love
Has had its last testimony here
What lullaby song
Has screeched its raging tongue
For all children to hear
With glasses breaking
In the public hall
For all the guests to see
Where alcohol and anger mix
In one parent’s greed
I live in this place
Where everybody knows
What goes on
In these suffocating halls
And suffering rooms
Where someone is
Always crying
And
Where witches write their evil spells
And demons dwell