You betrayed me Mom

I hear the door slam,
I hear my daddy yell,
A typical day in my house,
Is a living h*ll.

I run up to my room,
With tears, it was hard to see,
I sob, why do my parents fight?
If they really do love me.

I know it’s not my fault,
But I’m mad at myself anyway,
Was it something I did?
What did I say?

I remember when I was five,
I asked Mom if she’d ever divorce,
She said “No,”
She could never be forced.

Now I watch her shout,
I feel betrayed,
It’s not fair that anyone,
Should have to feel this way.

I always try to help,
Show empathy and to soothe,
But no matter what I do,
It’s obviously no use.

Why did they get married,
If they knew they would fight?
Why can’t they just get along,
And pretend everything’s all right?

I hate my parents for putting me,
Through this long-lasting h*ll.
I want them to be happy,
Together, but, oh well…

I wonder if it is my fault,
I feel like a piece of $#!+,
Mom, Dad, whatever I did,
I swear I didn’t mean it!