Silhouettes take to the fogged up windows,
the heater's running but still I'm cold.
Heavy weight pressed in my chest,
no heartbeat there anyways, too scared to bleed.
A series of shrills,
I listen to the anger and the rage.
Mom's silhouette shoves his,
he retaliates.
Mom's silhouette falls out of sight,
cold overcomes me, I pull Mom's coat up over my face.
Fear takes hold of my face causing it to become stiff,
Mom's silhouette has been gone too long.
His silhouette leaves for a while,
I think of getting out but decide against it.
Mom's silhouette begins to appear just as his silhouette comes back,
he strikes her in the head, I know his arms aren't that long.
My last breath escapes in a roar of terror,
vision blurs as tears erupt from the corners of my eyes.
I launch up and plaster my face to the window in the car,
the silhouettes disappear.
He's not there,
but neither is she.
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