The slam of the door signals the start of the night

The relaxed atmosphere now brimming with tension

Anger and hostility are the only emotions in the air

A furious mother and an unhinged father

Each of their screeching voices fall on deaf ears

Alcohol and emotional fatigue turns words into violence

I try to say something, but it's like I'm not even there

I'm the invisible audience, a loved child turned to a stranger

The sound of the broken bottle ends the fight

A frail body collapses, hitting the ground

My tears struggle to drop, but I'm out of water

My heart has already shattered like the glass on the floor