Dad

He yells, he screams
the image haunts my dreams
Daddy stop, it hurts to hear
the words you scream into my ear
His hands go up, and we fight
just another drunken night
I hit the floor, a punch, a kick
It hurt so bad it made me sick
I scamper upstairs fast as i can
Following behind, a drunken man
he grabs my ankle, down i go
Inside my mouth, blood starts to flow
I try and try to run away
My head hits the wall, i silently pray
He loses balance, i get free
I lock the door and wait to see
I hear him open another can
And i start to cry yet again
I see the razor behind this door
Inside the bathroom, I hit the floor
Every night, most every night
I come home to this constant fight
Well not anymore, I found my peace
With razor to wrist, I found release.