Lela's Lament

Again it starts, the shouts and the screams

Those awful sounds that pierce even my dreams

They’re at it again and don’t seem to care

While I’m sitting in here like I’m not really there

Sometimes I sit with my mute little teddy

Sharing the scene until they’re good and ready

Me and the bear have shared all those tales

My silent companion through all these ails

But I realise it’s just me now here on my own

Too scared to cry out or pick up the phone

Maybe it’s my fault and they fight because of me

Turning once two into an unwanted three

If only I’d been better they’d be happy again

And we’d not have to go through so much of this pain

The familiar thud and then there’s the smack

Would things be so different if we could go back?

With fingers in my ears I hide in my bed

Visions of better times afloat in my head.