Your Words

by Carlie Elizabeth

Your words are that of slamming doors and broken furniture.

Your rage is that of a tornado meeting a tsunami, unpredictable and catastrophic.

Your eyes cold and dark like a black out in an ice storm.

A man that once hung the moon and stars now watches as they fall and doesn’t blink.

A man that was once Superman now Doomsday, a mindless, rampaging, murdering monster.

A man that once my father now a stranger.