More poems by Skittles.

Prepare

Preparing for a fight
It’s going to be a terrible one, anxiety building.
They say he’s not going to be happy.
They say if he doesn’t behave he’s going away, far away.
Only a matter of time,
Until he comes home,
Until it all starts again.
The screaming.
They say it won’t be like last time.
Fist to Fist
But… who knows anymore?
Poem by Skittles.