Expression

They speak, scream and yell making me feel guilty,
I cry , whimper and cower in the corner thinking I am faulty.

Their words pierce through my soul like a shrapnel,
Mind stops working,
Body sweats and I can't stop shivering.

Then the mind starts playing a game,
Trying to reason my thoughts and finding something to blame.
I think to myself,
Why am I like this?
Was the situation at fault or something that I missed?

I am not able to answer their questions,
Almost stunted by a flood of emotions.
I want to explain but my words defy me,
Instead of help they turn up against me.

So I run to my room in search of some privacy,
And with an intent to soothe myself, I write poetry.