A Broken House

A broken teen
In a divided house
The age of sixteen
Treated like a mouse

There;
She sits and screams
Prepare;
The dropp in self-esteem

She wants out
But she cannot leave
Unbearable to think about
She cries in her sleeve

Trapped in four walls
Hanging lights all around
Awaits her father's call
But only a bickering sound

A broken house
I wish not to see
A broken house
This girl must flee.

poem by Isaak DeMaioReport problemRelated quotes
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