Cycle of Violence

Daddy hit mommy one Day
Telling her that she needs Tostay
If she wants to live Another day
Otherwise he'll make go Away forever
Mama kicked open the Door and grabbed her Sweater and said she's had Enough of it
She told dad she's calling it Quits
She's had enough of his Shit
Tired of having to slit her Wrists with an open fist
And now all that's left is Hopelessness
Until later that night they Had a fight
I felt I had to do Something cause the shit Ain't right
Until I heard the shots From the gun
Daddy was gone and on The run
What was it that daddy Done
But where was our loving Mother
Then I checked under the Covers
Only for me to see what I Discovered was her laying In the bed
A gunshot to her head
And now she's dead
A pool of blood in her bed
And all you could see is Red
A child of the domestic Violence
Who was taught to only Scream in silence
And pop pills to solve my Problems
A child who was always at The bottom
Where's my loving hugs
When all I know is Violence and drugs
Alone at 11 years old
Why's the world so cold

Twenty years later
In my khakis and Chunk Taylor's
I was at the dinner table
And thought my life was stable
Until one day
When my son said he was Gay
I couldn't take the pressure
So I pulled my gat out my Dresser
My son came out of the Closet
I pulled the gat out and Lost it
I was high on the crystal
And I shot my son with My pistol
I couldn't picture raising a Faggot
Or having my own drug Habit
Then I heard police sirens
But I keep firing
At my own son
With my own gun
Like he's no one
Oh lord what have I done
To my son
With this foolish pride
I either lose or hide
Or maybe suicide
Put one bullet in the Chamber
Either sooner or later
One shot to the head
And now I'm finally dead
With my head laying on The floor
Where have I seen this Before