Noisy Lullaby

When it's dark; real late at night. I don't sleep; I hear mommy and daddy fight. Screaming and swearing erupt. I cry in bed, it's just too much. Name-calling and door slammingis my bed time story. And i never get tucked in to bed. Yelling down the halls is last the thing I hear before I give into exhaustion. Tonight there is no lullaby, just another drunken fight. And only nightmares visit in the night. This are the secrets the I keep. And the reason I cry myself to sleep.