Demons

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screaming words "worthless"
"I am useless"
I tried to ignore the words because they said only bruises would hurt me

what's this on my skin?
black and blue and beaten
I'm bleeding...

only a kid but yet I'm on the floor, I can't move
I'm shaking and I shiver
fuck my eyes have made a river
but I don't fucking cry
why? why am I crying?
"it'll get better" stop fucking lying
it won't, it won't.
you see my hurt but yet you only stare
it's like you don't fucking care
and don't you dare say you were there

only a bystander in my world of hurt
you heard the screaming
you weren't fucking dreaming
but go ahead cause your pain is so much worse right?

let the powder feel your nose slowly abandoning your three kids
we don't need you
we can do this without you

Fuck you dad what you did was bad
but most of all fuck you mom, what you did, never forgotten but not like you care Ma go back on the bong, won't be long, smoke some Mary Jane, crystals, get a rush of the feeling...
whatever you can do to help with your demons

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