"Dysfunctional"
Come now dear let's end this and make amends
Or at least can we have the courtesy to pretend?
Before the children start to blame themselves
Remember the vows made under church wedding bells?
Put down that knife and just talk to me
Why do our discussions need to be handled violently?
Your screaming is so loud the neighbors will complain
And do the neighborhood a favor by reporting our disdain
It was never this bad in the beginning of our love
Now our simple arguments turn to pushes and shoves
And slamming and breaking things all over the house
You're disturbing the pets; even the mouse
There's no where to sit; you broke all the chairs
I swear I'll throw you down these hard-wooden stairs
I can't take this anymore; I'm tearing my hair
Go catch the train; I'll pay for your fare
The children are bleeding all over their wrists
I'll clench my fist to make you understand this
And that and everything I have to say
After you pay dearly for the mess you have made
I'm sorry I cheated; but you gave me no choice
I must ask you now to please lower your voice
You haven't been home; always on the road
I know what you did with that guy named Joe
And the plumber and the mailman; even the priest
Inviting him over for a Thanksgiving feast
And don't say you're holy; you never really cared
About God or the kids or our current affairs
I know you're trying hard to pay the bills
But that stripper job you have must be for thrills
You receive more than just tips; this I am sure
You're teaching our daughter how to be impure
I know I've been spending more time at the bar
But honestly it was to get as far away from this scarred
Home that we live in which barely fits three
As you see when we sleep like a can of sardines
What do you think our children must tell their friends?
I'm sick of lying to their parents again and again
If you were feeling ignored you should have said
Something before you brought your fist to my head
But my black eye has healed and now I see clear
How destructive we are to what we held dear
This nightmare of us has awaken the nerves
Or at least this bat to give what you deserve
Better run now before I beat in your face
And deliver a taste of the pain when I was replaced
Our children have been watching this entire scene
Scarring their minds with blood and your screams
The only thing left and this is a must
I hope our children don't become like us









And it's so sad about the families that end up like this
*sighs*
Honestly, I was blown away at how thought provoking this turned out to be.
Firsts things first, I can agree with many of the majority here and say that is amazing stuff you have wrote. Each word paints a scene where the blood of kin is splattered on the walls like a fire in a forest and each line shows the perseverance the husband is yearning to maintain in order to keep what ever hope in their marriage intact. The rhyme scheme was also simple but powerful in its nature.
My friend, you have done a wonderful job on this poem. Keep up the great work!