I wish that
They would stop
fighting.

Can't they see
That they are
Slowly and painfully

Killing me?

They are wounding
Me with their
Yelling voices.

These wounds are
Evident when you
Look at my

Wrists.

There they go
Again - hate-filled
Screaming at each

other.

And still they
Remain entirely clueless
As to what

They are doing

To me.

Eventually, one of
Them will end
Up leaving.

Then all of
Us kids will
Be at a

Loss.

We would have
Our parents, yes,
But they would

Be as distant

To each other


As the Sun


Is to our


Earth.

So please, Mom
And Dad, read
This and finally

See that what

You are doing


To each other


Is reflected on


Your kids.