Bloodstained Red

" Sit up straight, don't slouch! "
Words always spoken by the proper grouch.
Her opprobrious critisim fills me with doubts,
and hits me where it counts.

" Lets see you walk straight, "
He'll say while his beastly gaze fixates below my waist.
When he's done and my innocence is blown,
more horizontal scars will be shown.

So tired of being mistreated.
Tonight the family line will be depleted.
I'll put this gun to my head,
and give this room a new paint job; bloodstained red.