Broken bottles cut and hot ashes burn

The already empty souls and numb hearts

Tired faces leave and never return

Their eyes drained of tears, crying from the start

 

The music stops; the party is finished

The house is quiet as it waits in fear

For the last piece of night to diminish

The danger comes when the sky seems most clear

 

Night brings blankets of darkness and of noise

Safety so loud it blocks the sounds of love

The host unaware of all it destroys

Lost is all faith that something lies above

 

Each room full of lies, shame, and pain unknown

A house stripped of any semblance of home