Goodnight

They tucked me in

And said goodnight.

But that was not 

Completely right. 

The bickering from

The other room,

Kept me up,

As did the Moon.

The hallway an abyss

Trying to swallow me whole. 

The tension in the room

A deafening lull. 

My mother crying,

My dad denying,

The hurt he put

In her heart. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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