DON’T WANT (A PAIN THAT I’M USED TO)

Yelling in the background and
the living room full of noise; energy like black smoke
and a smell of rot permeate the air.
The tears and anger take over my insides
Though they are not shown
Because, as we all know,
A soldier never shows her true self.

EPIPHANY(TOXIC)
I should not take all that is dealt to me. Other people's problems are not mine.

Heavy burdens weigh me down
Until I cannot take another step
Noise in one ear, never ceasing
Sadness overwhelms me but still
I hold firm, wishing all to be silent
You are toxic, like an invader
That was once a friend
But is now a worst enemy