Flashbacks From The Past (Part 1)

I remember the first night I came there
it wasn't willingly and it wasn't by choice
I came there because I had nowhere to go
my home was no longer my home and
there was nothing more that could be done
we were at the breaking point of it all,
the last straw was finally broken,
and we were at the end of our rope
I remember seeing you for the first time
and I wanted to just turn and go back
it didn't matter that I was an hour away
and that my house didn't have anything
I just wanted to leave because
I knew it couldn't be good to be there
nothing good ever came from your house
just destruction and pain and hurt
that was all I ever felt there from that night on
you were in a rage for no reason
other than you were just drunk
which I came to find out, wasn't new
it would continue to go on, drunken sprees
looking for someone to yell at for no reason
regardless of who you ever hurt or how much