Suppression Poem by Nate Jones

from my bedroom
i can feel the unrestful gloom
as i hear screams
my mind pleads
i sense the heat
with every piercing scream
wishing it was a dream
my innocent heart bleeding
a part of my essence is dying
those are my parents
but all things apparent
when the darkness dies
no more sobing crys
peace at last
trying to forget the past
my eyes begin to dry
i remember not
suppressing ever thought
of what happen last night
another argument
another fight
erased from my mind
but years later i will find
not gone forever
to my heart endeavor