Sitting between the shouting

Hoping it would end soon

But down the drain it went, as god is the king

He has made a mission to make me doom.

Alas! There goes another remark

Piercing the hearts of each other

Making sure to leave a hurting mark

Squash each other's lives and falter.

Maybe it is just me

Who experienced it all over again?

Or maybe I have some friends who see

All this and have walked on the same lane.

But why does it freaking hurts

Why are my emotions so heightened?

The amount of pressure the pain exerts

Makes me want to escape and be earthened.