fighting

screaming, yelling, crying all results of a broken house but in the middle of the night no one stirs not even the humble mouse. it's like being stranded deep into the ocean with no solution just deep breaths and some place that holds your so-called sanity these tedious tests of family of strength we're put through when does it stop? when does the screaming that fills my ears rent-free come to an end? i can't wrap my head around anything not even a simple bend god why is this so difficult why can't all these problems go? if they don't, i will i need peace of mind i may aswell throw all this nonsense out i have siblings to protect and a home to hold but why does this house seem so empty, so cold?