No matter how loud
She played the music
She still heard
Her father yelling on her mother.

She tried covering her ears
Wanted to scream
But nothing came out.
Wanted to cry
But  her eyes were dry.
Wanted to run away
But her legs were weak.

Taking deep breaths
She waited for everything
To be dead silence.
But even after
When her father was gone
She could hear her mother
Weeping and grunting.

~sg