There are angry words
like 2 x 4 boards
that strike emotional cords
and silence the hoards
Dark angry eyes of the boar
only said indoors
kept me bound to the floors
and tested all I could endure
made growing up insecure
and the reality so much more
A living nightmare I bore
and then buried to my core
my heart a pussing sore
love and happiness became lore
and my eye I tore
because I could not secure
the hopes of peace anymore
then what was I here for?
If I could not insure
to carry the family weight I bore?
