The monster who crept the hallways at midnight,
in a drunken state, blood red eyes, putrid breath.
He raised his hand, I covered my head.
Silent tears were wept as I heard footsteps come down the hall,
Nervous energy, a dark cloud crept over our home.
terrified children, ignorant children,
but we were scared and battered, thinking no one cared.
How does he still control me? I thought we got away years ago. But I can still feel his hand, right before it hit my cheek.
People, they don’t believe us.
They think I tell lies.
He got to them first,
got them on his side,
charming them with his new haircut, clean shaved,
Telling them he’d changed.
Now no one believes us.
Sent us to therapy, said that’d be enough.
but I lay awake at night, hyperventilating, tears streaming down my face,
just because I thought I heard something coming down the hallway.
No one believes us,
To them it’s just about the money
The lawyers bills and court documents,
it’s just a case.
Children and custody,
Splitting the furnishings.
But at one point it was about a scared little girl,
crying in her room.
It was about the family who had a monster, just behind the front door.