I was little and probably don’t remember it clearly,
Properly.
Did what I see that night really happen?
Did Mum actually run past and Dad follow her?
It was just a dream and it was never real,
I was little,
Maybe too little to realise that it was Dad who tore everything apart.

I was young,
And although I was petite and annoying but surprisingly quite sweet,
I am certain that Dad hit Jacob in front of me.
Yes I was young and maybe the lies are just sat on my tongue,
But it is hard to believe that my...